Turning the Paige: injury

As the semester has come o a close, it only seems fitting that there be a time of reflection (aka now). I suppose there are really only three major things I feel I should reflect on. Now this is not necessary at all, nor is it necessary that you read these; however, I feel like looking back, you can learn from where you have been or just reminisce on awesome things that happened, and both of these options are equally cool.

So number 1. School. HOW EXCITING. Except not really. Okay, not at all. I mean, don't get me wrong, school is great and all and learning is swell. But school really sucks. Particularly because I didn't do as well as I had hoped this semester. Not saying my grades were bad by any means (unless you're asking me or my father - I got the "I'm disappointed talk" - I mean, I'm a typical A student with B's here and there). I was still above agerage, so I suppose thats okay. BUT, I will say that I have learned (while in the past it has been okay for me and I have slid by), procrastinating things is really dumb and actually really sucks. Also, in a not sassy but just honest and true way, I didn't learn anything this year. So you say, "you learned absolutely nothing?" Okay, of course I learned something. I learned that even though I didn't pay much attention in Humanities, I retained some of the information to win Trivia Crack questions about art. I learned that a group and a team are the same thing but in a management class the definition differs by a few insignificant words (almost like a "the vs. a" sort of thing) and therefore "has a completely different meaning". I learned that there are 5 core marketing principles (don't ask me what they are, because according to Dr. Yoon, no I "do not understand"). Oh. Okay, I did learn one thing, and I thought it was pretty cool. I learned about mapping out a project for project management, which was cool. I think I only liked it because it was the ONLY thing I actually DID all semester (as in everything else was concepts and little to no execution, or discussion, or hands on, etc.).

That being sais, at the start of the semester, and really all last year, I was pretty cool with being a business major and then, eventually, obviously working in business. But after this semester, I'm not so sure. Now, perhaps that has to do with my performance this year, but looking at it, what do I want to spend the rest of my life "doing". In business, would I actually even be doing anything?? I suppose that's the real question. I don't want to spend my life not using my brain behind a desk in a cube of an office for the next 40 years. So I've got some thinking to do on that one.

Number 2. The good ol' anterior cruciate ligament. How fun. Especially when it tears. So if you don't know already, tear in ACL = MRI. MRI says just the tear = surgery. Paige doped up. Doc: "we found two tears in your meniscus that didn't show up on the MRI" = "crutches for 6 weeks" = h8ing life for a long time. BUT. Honestly it hasn't been that bad. Yeah, don't get me wrong. Crutches definitely suck, and I miss not being able to run. Wait, what? That's right, I said it. I MISS BEING ABLE TO RUN. 2 more months and I'll be able to run. And I couldn't be more excited. Maybe that's weird. I don't care.

This event in life has really changed my outlook on everything and given me an appreciation for the littlest things. Like being able to stand on two feet. Or functioning on your own. And if I didn't realize it before, I have some truly amazing people in my life. And I knew they were great and wonderful before I tore my ACL, but it's been proven in ways I cannot explain. These people in my life are what hold me up (literally) and mentally and emotionally and any other way you could think of.

My best friend goes to physical therapy with me. I mean, who does that?? Okay mainly it's because we're never apart so it would be inconvenient not to, BUT STILL. And sometimes it's hard because I have this whole new piece in my leg that I have to make function like I've had it for 20 years in 6 months. And she's always there supporting me. And that's an unbelievable feeling.

And finally, number 3. 100 Days.

There are now two parts to this 100 days.

3. a) I started a challenge in late July to post what made me happy for 100 days. Yesterday was my 149th post. I can't stop, nor do I want to. As cheesy as it sounds, this has actually made me happier. Life is happy. Sometimes life will getcha down, I get that. It gets me too, trust me. But overall, I'd say my general perception of life is grand. It's great. http://turning394paiges.tumblr.com/
This is what happy is.

3. b) It has been *officially* 100 days since my friendship with this lil' nugget began. And it is one of the greatest things that has ever happened to me. 512% true. And there is no hope of me doing justice to her character by my feeble attempts to explain how extraordinary this woman is. So here is a list of words to describe her, but it only skims the surface of her soul.

A: adorable

B: beloved
C: captivating
D: dependable
E: enchanting, extraordinary
F: forever
G: godly
H: hardworking
I: irreplaceable
J: joyful
K: kind
L: loyal, limitless
M: meaningful
N: nuggetO: outstanding
P: passionate
Q: quirky
R: reliable
S: strong
T: tubular
U: unparalleled
V: vibrant
W: witty
X: x-factor
Y: youthful
Z: zesty

p.s. Happy Christmas Eve eve

So for those of you that don't know. I tore my anterior cruciate ligament (ACL) last Friday in the First Round of the NCAA Tournament. We played Augustana. Although not being able to finish that game was terrible, I knew my team would finish it for us and get the win [and we did!]. We moved on to play Central Missouri. Snow covered the field as the opening whistle blew. Unfortunately, we were unsuccessful that game and thus, our season ended.

I had an amazing season. Not to say that I played amazing every game, but it was a great soccer season to be on the UCO Women's Soccer team. I love those girls with all my heart.

I already wish I was back. The second I tore it, I wanted to get up and keep playing. I think that's going to be the hardest part of this journey. Not the recovery itself (not that I'm saying that will be easy) but being able to keep my passion for soccer alive and not give up on getting back to the game. I know that every day that passes, I will continue to long to run and play but I won't be able to. I have to understand that my body won't as easily be able to do what it used to right away. The mental part of recovery is going to be tough. But lucky for me I have a whole team by my side.

me tearing ACL:

Surgery is today. Actually, in less than 3 hours. I'm not nervous yet. Actually, I'm quite excited. Not for them to cut my leg open, but because once I have surgery, all I can do is get better and start recovering. Which is all I want to do. All I want is to be better. So off to surgery I go! Wish me luck! ☺

And here are some season pictures! (If you need a laugh, look at my face & triple chin)