Sunday, March 1, 2009

A bit of history...

August 6th, 2008 I was out on an Ultimate field and there it happened. My complex workings torn apart as I was forced to go from sprint to stop in a fraction of a second. I was not made to endure such an abrupt motion and, only a few months earlier, Mireille had been warned of this. Who would have thought that running after a piece of plastic could do such harm?

My ACL was completely torn, my meniscus damaged in three locations and my PCL was left only partially held together.

For 7 months, I was stretched, forced bent and prodded relentlessly by various people trying to "help" me get better as I awaited surgery. I went from massively swollen to pretty good looking. Stiff as a board to somewhat flexible. I walked, biked, stair-climbed, swam and mastered the elliptical machine. Heck, I even started doing weight-bearing exercises again.

I am in relatively good shape now but it's been a very long journey. To help me out, Mireille went from crutches, to cane, to major limp (aka Zombie walk) to quasi-normal gait. But no, it doesn't seem to be good enough...

In a couple of days, I will be professionally fixed and I will have the scars to prove it.

Here I am, before surgery.

1 comment:

  1. wow! your knee has a blog!!

    "good luck" today with your surgery. Can't wait to hear from you and your knee ;)