The was shocked by the coldness of the hospital a/c
I used to play a lot of basketball when I was a youngster, and it was consistently a fantastic time and I was respectfully practicing our current moves on the court.
I came up with all kinds of impressive moves to dominate the game and I could even jump high for my young age; the only thing that made me feel really embarrassed occasionally was the fact that I had shoes that were passed down from my older brother.
The shoes were not in awful condition per se, however everybody who knew our brother knew that those were his shoes before. I begged our parents for some genuinely nice Nike shoes and they said no for a long time; but eventually on our birthday they got me those as a surprise present. I was the happiest kid alive and I instantly strapped up and laced our current shoes to go out there and impress the people with our moves. I was shaking people left and right, cutting ankles pretty much, then well, I ended up coming close to cutting our own ankle when our foot twisted the way it shouldn’t. I couldn’t walk and I ended up having to go to the hospital. What I remember about the hospital is that it was uncomfortably cold with the air conditioner cranked up too high. I asked our parents to please tell those people to shut off the air conditioning system. I was told that they wouldn’t adjust the temperature control settings because of some deranged hospital policy. I suppose those people were just enjoying the air conditioning system too much from what I can gather. When I finally recovered, I was thankful to be out of the cold hospital and I was genuinely careful when I got back on the court.