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Spring Break Build Up... To travel or not to travel?
A few days before Spring Break, the anticipation regarding my plans was getting unbearable. Either I was going to be taking a trip to Costa Rica with my family—enjoying the sun, checking out the rain forest, seeing wildlife and learning to surf—or getting surgery on my fractured wrist. I was definitely hoping for the first option since, as my last spring break ever, I really wanted to spend some quality time with my mom and my sister.
I went to the doctor’s office with a knot in my stomach. They took xrays and had me wait in a tiny a little room for my name to be called. All I wanted was a hot pink water proof cast to replace the soft cloth one that encased my arm up to the elbow. All I wanted was to hop the 3:30 am bus to the airport and to meet my folks at the security line. I wanted to take a break from school and from work with some serious relaxation... not the drug-induced blur that would result from a surgery. Please! I thought. Let it be good news!
The doctor came in and pulled up the xrays. Depending on where my bone had settled, they would either have to re-break the fracture and put metal plates in my wrist or let it heal as normal and send me on my way. She examined the xrays and a smile spread across her face—no surgery necessary! I erupted in happiness as the moved me to the cast room. They wrapped a hot pink cast around my arm and told me to come back in three weeks to take it off.
I was so excited, I packed my bags for the trip that night, even though we weren’t leaving for a few more days. I went to one of my favorite boutiques and bought a straw fedora-- one I had been eyeing for a while but hesitated to purchase since I wasn't sure if I'd be using it or not. Come Friday morning, I woke up at 3:00 in the morning and went to the bus stop, elated about my coming trip.