Cycle Tour

I did not take part in the cycle tour as on the Thursday before departure to Wambana I fractured my left wrist. This was done during lunch time break at school, I was playing soccer and dived foot first towards the ball and attempted to break my fall and as I placed my hand towards the ground I heard a snap. I was taken to the hospital and it was confirmed I had fractured it. But there was a complication; I had also fractured part of my growth plate (meaning if it did not heal properly, my arm would not grow properly. This had caused me to have a ‘half-cast’ which was for replacing a cast but so they could look at it again in a week (Tuesday, when the swelling goes down). Therefor I could not partake in the cycle tour of Wambana. This was painful, stressful and relaxing at the same time. My arm was in pain for a lot of the time I spent at home without pain relievers. It altered my lifestyle to keeping my arm elevated and needing help for simple tasks that require two hands. Though my class was away, my last 6 days at home were spent in relation at home. I was eager to go to Wambana, this I found amusing when my classmates repeated to me how lucky I was to miss out on the cycle tour. But on Thursday I visited the orthopaedic surgeon and he cleared that my wrist and growth plate were fine, he put a full cast on me and on that Thursday I travelled to the Wambana camp site. I found the beginning of Wambana very confronting. Everyone knew the routine and what goes, having only one good arm was a struggle, but it didn’t take long to settle in.