Memoir

The Evil Basketball Hoop

It
was after school one day when Matt, Derek and I decided to play
basketball. “ Come on guys lets go and play” Matt said.
That day it was cold for a summer day but I wasn't wearing a jacket,
and I had shorts on. After about ten minutes Matt dunked the ball
and said that I couldn't dunk the ball. I grabbed the basketball and
dribbled up to the hoop and dunked the ball. When I dunked held on
to the rim and the hoop started to fall. I knew that I was in
trouble. The reason why the hoop fell is because during the summer
Derek and I drained the water out of the bottom so we could it move
out of the grass and on to the tar and I forgot that there was no
water in the bottom.

I
fell to the ground and the rim smashed my finger. Matt stood there
with concern and Derek stood there laughing. All I could see was
blackness and all I could hear was Derek laughing and Matt awing with
concern. We could see the bone and muscle in my finger from the cut.
I hit the ground so hard and the rim smashed my finger so bad that
it cut it open and I could see my bone and muscle on the top of my
finger. When I tried to open my eyes all I could see was blackness
and I could not move even though I could hear Matt saying, “are
you okay?” and Derek laughing in the background.

After
a while I got up and looked at my finger, it was all bloody on the
top and there was also blood on the ground. Derek, Matt and I walked
over to my house and showed my Mom, Ronnie and Rachel. “Wow
thats pretty bad”,my mom said in concern. They all thought
that it looked bad and my Mom got a washcloth to put on my cut to
wipe the blood away. At the time I did not know that on the bottom
of my finger that there was a big gash so bad that I would need
stitches to seal it back up or so I thought. After I found the big
gash I showed everybody, my mom thought that I should go to the
hospital that night but we didn't because we were going to wait until
morning to see if it would get better. I took a short shower that
night and the hot water hurt really bad on my finger even though the
water didn't touch my cut that much.

That
night when I was going to bed I rested that arm with the cut on two
pillows stacked on top of each other with a washcloth on my swollen
finger so, I wouldn't lay on it.

The
next morning my finger hurt badly, and I didn't go to school. I
showed my Mom how bad my finger was swollen and my cousin Ada brought
me and my Mom to the Sebasticook Valley Hospital. We went in and my
Mom went to the front desk and told the lady what had happened.
Usually when I go to the hospital I have to wait a while but that
time I didn't have to wait probably because it was an open wound.
There was one doctor that checked my finger and asked me what had
happened, I told her what happened and then she sent me to another
doctor. This doctor was the one who put butterfly strips on the cut
to seal it instead of stitches because it was over twelve hours after
it had been cut open and if she stitched it the cut could get
infected. Then she started to put on this yellow stuff to hold the
butterfly strips on, it hurt really terribly when she pulled the two
pieces of skin together for the strips to hold. Then she put a
splint on my finger and wrapped it in medical tape, that also hurt
really bad. I left the hospital and played video games for the rest
of the day even though it kind of hurt. I didn't want to go to school
the next day but I did anyway.

The
next day at school Ricky
HIT!! my finger and made it
hurt worse than ever before. Then after about a week I took the
splint off my finger and then after about two weeks the wound was
fully healed and I felt a lot better.