Shawn Johnson vs. Her Doctor
After going to four doctors to avoid a 12-week casting of her leg for stress fractures, Shawn had had enough:
“I want this off, please,” I said sweetly. I was hoping he might not realize that it had been on only a week.
“Nice try,” he said. “I want you to participate as much as anyone, but you have to realize that our bodies heal on their own schedule, not the Olympics’ schedule. Your leg hasn’t had time to properly heal.”
“If you’re not going to get this off me, I’m going to have my dad cut if off,” I finally blurted out. “And he’s going to be using power tools in the garage.”
The doctor reluctantly agreed under one condition: that I promise to wear a boot and rest for a little bit. Though this was a minor injury, it sobered me. It had looked like an Olympics spot was right there for the taking. But again I was reminded of what a fickle sport gymnastics can be.