This Sunday during March Madness, Louisville player Kevin Ware experienced one of the most gruesome-looking injuries you could ever expect to see during a basketball game. I’m sure you’ve heard about this, unless you don’t own a TV or the internet or talk to any person ever. For those of you who just found the internet today, here’s what happened: this guy, Kevin, jumped up to block a shot, and his tibia and fibula snapped in half when he landed. The bone poked through the skin a little bit, which made a bunch of his teammates cry. Kevin was able to hold it together though (his composure, not his leg), and didn’t cry or anything, he just told his team that they should win the game.
Here’s the really important part of this event (at least in relation to me): doctors and pretty much everyone else speculate that Kevin already had one or more stress fractures, making him more susceptible to the grossest injury ever. You’re probably already piecing together how important this is – I have a stress fracture. Probably. Maybe not anymore (it’s hopefully mostly healed). But no matter how minor my own stress fracture is, Kevin Ware taught me an important lesson this week: when you have a possible stress fracture, you must live your life with the highest level of caution!
I’m already an extremely risk-averse person. For example:
- I usually wear a helmet when I’m riding my bike, even if it doesn’t look cool
- I don’t do drugs, even when my friends ask me if I want to get high off nicotine patches with them
- I never listen to Taylor Swift
After seeing Kevin Ware’s injury, taking these precautions doesn’t feel like enough. Today at my boxing class I didn’t even pretend to do jumping jacks. I just waved my arms around and kept my feet where they belong, which is on the floor, not jumping around willy-nilly. We now know all too well what can happen when you jump with a stress fracture! From now on, I’m taking advice from these guys, and will no longer be using stairs or wearing anything besides strait jackets.