Sam Rhodes with his tag partner, Lance Flashman, before the Hucknall match

Injury had left me unable to turn on a tap or a light switch, but I still assumed it was only a bruise.

After an unfortunate landing on a wrestling Wednesday night training session I couldn’t make a fist but after a long round of icing and a makeshift wrist support, I hoped for the best as a Friday night match approached.

Sadly for me, this wasn’t the end of the injury story.

Quickly coming up the stairs as I rushed to get ready I tripped over my own feet landing on the already, what I know now, was a broken hand.

However, as a 21-year-old who had never been injured before, my assumption it would be okay continued as I made my way to Hucknall.

Yet again another obvious warning sign arose where, during set up, I couldn’t move a chair with my left hand.

The strength was completely gone.

But, I battled on to finish the match but noticed two things: sliding an MMA glove over a broken hand is surprisingly painful and when I put pressure on my hand and could feel more movement and clicking than usual, I should’ve assumed the worst.

Despite the overwhelming evidence in favour of going to A and E, I was ready to return home to bed after a long night of wrestling.

Luckily there was a trained paramedic on site, who also sells lovely merchandise, saw the horrific, almost green, pattern and my overall lack of strength and sent me off for a surprisingly quick 90-minute emergency trip.

Me, whilst one-handed typing this article

It seems my great pain tolerance paired with my oblivious nature to the extent of my injuries, I’m left with a broken hand, strapped up for eight to ten weeks with a possibility of surgery.

Next time A and E may be my first port of call over a bag of frozen peas from my freezer.