I strongly believe that the most hurtful damage that people can experience is internal. Physical pain can be healed with the right treatment, but no medicine can heal a broken heart. However, it is possible that we experience both internal and external harm at the same time, contributing to an unbelievable amount of pain.
Unfortunately, I am a victim of this unpreventable aspect of life, and it killed me inside. Just about 2 weeks ago, ICS hosted a sporting event: Tri-sport. Needless to say, it is a dream of every ICs athletes to be selected and participate in this tournament, and just like everyone else, I have waited years to be selected. One week before the actual event, the roster came out, and my name is on the list. I was delighted with joy because I will finally participate in the sporting event I’ve waited for years to be selected again. We had practiced before the actual event, and I was already excited about it. When the actual day came by, however, I did not feel well. I was even sent home by the coach during the event. That night, I went to the hospital and the doctor said I was diagnosed with influenza B. I broke down immediately, knowing that I won’t be able to participate in this tournament anymore and that the coach will have to replace me with someone else.
The physical pain was bad. I cough and had a headache all day long. All I can manage to do for the whole week was sleep and throw up. Even though the external pain was bad, the worse part is the internal breakdown. I was saddened by this incident because I have waited so long to be selected, and the fact that I won’t be able to play in this tournament ever again kills me. It was like ending a sweet dream with the worst nightmare; a storm right after a ray of beautiful sunshine.