Road to Discovery part 2
Hi again, this is me shortly after having knee surgery. (By the way this was many years ago.) And one of the many times I moved out and got my own place while being married to my second husband. Ok, about the knee surgery; here's the story, short and sweet.....I was playing basketball with my son and some scouts, came down wrong, dislocated my knee, broke the top part of the big bone in the lower part of my leg and totally obliterated my ACL. Sitting on the floor of the gym and seeing my knee I knew it was bad but I took ahold of my knee and popped it back into place. Oh man, if you have ever dislocated anything you know that it feels better when its put back into place but with all the other damage I was hurting pretty bad. I managed to drive myself half way to the hospital before the pain became to much and the fear that a deer would jump out in front me became to great. I pulled over and called my sister. It just so happened that they were on their way home from a date and were not to far behind me. When they got there my sister drove me the rest of the way to the hospital and her husband drove home. Now of coarse my knee has never been the same, I have had to calm the athletic part of my life down quite a bit. I was glad I was able to teach my oldest son how to ski before this happened, now he is able to teach the rest of my children. I am allergic to the really strong pain meds so I have a fear now of hurting myself again.
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