
Before I continue with my live tournament adventures, adding onto my "How I got into Poker (blogs)," I'm going to address the amputation questions that many people have asked, especially after my last entry when I didn't go into detail.
Well, here we go.
I was born with an issue called clubbed feet, and amniotic banding. Amniotic banding result = I have 7 fingers. Not a big deal at all. However, clubbed feet manages to haunt me, still today. It didn't affect my left leg nearly as bad as it affected my right leg. When I was 1, I was adopted to the Junglen family from South Korea. It ended up being one of the best things to ever happen to me. I was adopted to a very loving family, and the doctors in the US were much better than the doctors in Korea. If I were still in Korea, there's a good chance I wouldn't be walking at all.
I could talk about this subject for quite awhile, but I'll try to give you guys a good summary, without taking it too far.
From ages 1 - 16 I had around 17 surgeries correcting my right foot, along with minor ear and finger surgeries. Totaling around 20 surgeries at age 16.
When I was 17 I was told that amputation was the best route to take. While contemplating this life changing decision, I'll never forget what my doctor said. Dr. Ian Alexander looked at me in the face confidently and told me "Adam, you'll be running track in 6 weeks." It sounded great. I'd be able to walk without wearing awkward orthopedic shoes, and wouldn't need my "yearly leg tune-up surgery." He also told me I was very young so I'd recover very quickly....Well....
F**K that guy. Seriously.
I went through with the surgery and it was awful. Mentally and physically I was an absolute wreck. It didn't take 6 weeks for me to recover like my doctor suggested.
It took 6 f**king month's.
6 Months of being tortured on crutches, hobbling my way through Stow High School
There was no way I could make it to dances or other high school festivities on crutches.
Every week I'd goto my doctor to see if my limb was healed to the point where I could get a prosthetic leg.
Again, this processes
DID NOT take 6 weeks as said by my doctor.
The healing took 6 of the worst month's of my life. You can only imagine what was going through my mind during this time.
Alright, so he finally tells me I'm healed and can learn to walk again. This was during the time I was interning at Alltel. I was walking, but with incredible pain. It was just awful. Eventually I had an X-Ray done at the doctor's....
Yea...
There were bone chips floating around my limb. I needed to have
another surgery.
F**k my doctor. What a joke. Seriously, I have absolutely no idea how I didn't sue him.
Ok, enough of that. The 2nd surgery (which took up my senior year) ended up being "successful."
I can walk, but it's still painful...just not as painful as it used to be. I can get around and have traveled on my leg, but it's still painful. After sitting for 9-12hrs in big live events for example, I'm in extreme pain. On breaks, I quickly walk to my room just so I can take off my leg and relax for a few minutes. I'm far too insecure to take my leg off at the table. it's just something I gotta deal with.
I'm desperately hoping they can come up with some sort of cure. Last I heard they might do something with my nerves so I wouldn't feel the pain. I don't know, I really feel like it's practically ruined my life. People jokingly tell me all the time "Oh I'd give you my leg if I could," well, I know they're just trying to be nice, but I almost take that as an insult.
Nobody deserves the pain that I had to go through.
Sorry for getting off-track. My next blog I'll write up my memories of my first live major events in January of 07.
I'll close this blog with this simple statement that should get the point across.
I would give my net worth for 2 legs in a heartbeat.
Sorry if this ended up being a rant, just a major part of my life I thought I'd include. It was just too big to ignore.
Thanks for reading.
-Adam Junglen