It's OK for me even if i couldn't play. I figured I could still run after I bring Eia home and change my shoes.
But after 50 minutes, Eia declared to Coach Sonny that it's my turn.
And so I complied and took over the tennis court.
I was only getting warmed up when I excitedly ran backwards to hit an overhead ball. The change in pace happened so fast that I suddenly felt out of balance. By instinct, I tried to support myself with my left hand (was holding the racquet with my right hand) to prevent a bad fall. The next thing I knew, I was down on the ground struggling with the agonizing pain in my twisted wrist. Strange . . . in my mind, I thought "Lord, thank you it's not my leg or feet." Coach Sonny yelled for help and in an instant, Coach Pitik was wrapping ice on my hand which he carefully placed on a bamboo splint. He also made an improvised sling to support my left arm. Since it was impossible for me to drive, I called Ate Ella to come over to take care of Eia then we requested the tricycle driver to bring us to Perpetual Help Hospital. I was immediately given an intravenous pain reliever (which didn't work so had to be given a much stronger dose an hour later) when we arrived at E.R. After securing my arm with the medical sling, I was wheeled to the X-ray room for a diagnostic picture of my forearm. The resident physician contacted the orthopedic surgeon accredited by Philamcare but unfortunately, he was about to board the plane for an overseas trip (the other orthopedic surgeon accredited by Philamcare operating in Perpetual Hospital passed away last week involving a car accident along a flyover).
The advice was to cover my arm with a temporary cast and follow it up with an orthopedic surgeon.
And Dr. Lopez did just that.
