Back in the middle of the semester, when I got my third concussion during a ski accident at Sugarloaf, I was annoyed. I knew that this injury would affect my wilderness trip and cause me to miss a week or two of other physical activities, something I care deeply about. After a relaxing wilderness trip, I felt fine and participated in a quick game of snow football. This is when I picked up my fourth concussion and second in six days. This changed my entire semester, but it mostly affected the five weeks following these accidents.
It was really difficult at first living with the constant headaches, fluctuating emotions, and flu-like symptoms. The 22 hours a day locked away in the nurse’s office, knowing how much I was missing while I was down there, was pretty hard. But, it also showed me how much I cared about the people here and how well everyone watches out for each other. It meant a lot when my friends took their free periods to come down and talk with me because that was all I was allowed to do. After those first two weeks, I could go to all my classes and spend a full day without needing to go to the nurses for drugs to help my head. That was when I got really frustrated because I have always been a person to fully invest myself in everything I do and not being able to do anything at 100% was infuriating. From this experience, I have taught myself how to restrain myself physically and not succumb to the usual teenage desires to throw your body after every Frisbee. I think it was definitely a time for learning for me, but I really hope that I do not have to repeat that process to continue that education. J