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Friday, July 6, 2012

YOU JUST HAVE TO SAY, "NO" SOMETIMES

If any of my readers have teenagers that are athletes; then I commend you and wish you all the best. I am a parent of a teenage sixteen year old young man that plays basketball. When he is not studying he is palming a basketball. The only reason why I bring this up is because two years ago he was rushed to the hospital for an exhilarated heart rate that took a good long time to settle down. One day he was playing basketball; doing what comes natural....running up and down the court, but unfortunately hadn't been on the court for awhile and the heart wasn't ready for the strenous activity. I was like someone taking a fast dash on a running track and just learned how to get his rhythm done for his stride. He was going along just fine till it just hit him. So happens that same year there were many young people around his age group that were dropping dead on the court whilst playing. No, I am not trying to make you worry or even scare you; I am just letting you know that it is extremely important that your children get regular check-ups, that they learn how to read signs that something is not right with there bodies, and that you should teach them about the ego of a person; for it can get in the way of rational thinking. Time has passed and he has been doing just fine. I inform him to get into shape before going back on the courts. Just recently though he was just playing with some guys and a young man a lot bigger than him slammed into is chest. Besides his muscles around his sternum hurting; his heart starting racing again. The school called me and the ambulance which they were instructed to take him to his cardiologist's hospital. I rather he had gone there than just some emergency room; so they can take test but then tell him, "make an appointment and see what your doctor has to say." I nipped that right in the bud. His doctorwas paged and saw him instantly. He took every test necessary for hours until he felt that it was safe enough for him to go home insted of being admitted to the hospital for further test. My son was instructed to stay from the courts until he had seen him for a follow-up appointment. Weeks had past and my son told me that he was feeling no pain what-so-ever and asked me if he could play. I could had said no; but I knew he was full aware of the conscequences if it possibly reacurred. That morning of the game I asked him, "how do you feel? Not just physically but mentally as well?" He replied, "I feel just fine mom. Don't worry!" "Worry? I replied, "dear I will worry no and forever because I love you. True you are not a baby anymore; but growing into a man. I have to let you think of what you want to do and you are going to have to make the decision. So, if you feel that you can play...play, but understand if you feel anything that you were feeling before then signal to the referee and get off the court and talk to your coach." "I promise mom." If any of my readers have teenagers that are athletes; then I commend you and wish you all the best. I am a parent of a teenage sixteen year old young man that plays basketball; if he is studying he is palming his basketball. He replied, "I feel just fine mom. Don't worry!" "Worry? Dear I will do that when you are not in my grasp, but you are not a baby anymore you are growing into a man and I have to let you. So, if you feel that you can play..play, but understand if you feel anything that you were feeling before then signal to the referee and get off the court and talk to your coach." "I promise mom." Should I have said "no, you cannot play?" No, I didn't. I felt if something was going to happen to my son and he was fully aware of what could happen; then I had to let him fulfill his dream and pray I wasn't going to see him collapse. At this present time he is having issues again. I told him that it was time to stop and take the tests again and this time it was going to be a different type of thinking of his love of basketball and understand that it is just a GAME and not the only thing he had in his life. There comes a time you just have to say.....NO MORE! Parents out there that have young kids or young adults that you have born into this world and they have love for there sports....teach them how to listen to their bodies. Learn to really look into their eyes...for those eyes will tell you something, but I am hoping you are really intune with your kids. Don't lose your gifts over a athletic sport. Wishing you all the best! MOZETTE