In the last two and a half weeks I have been to the doctor 8 times. That is just about every other day. I have two doctors appointments scheduled in the next ten days. Me and the nurse are pretty much on first name basis.
Lets start from the beginning, indoor lacrosse, I am playing defense with less than 5 minutes till the practice is over. I take a sharp turn to the left, everything but the bottom of my leg turns. The next thing I know I am down and all I can say is "It hurts so bad!". Coaches come over they get a little worried when i say its my knee but I can bend it a little so they say it can't be a ligament. I hobble off and drive home. I ice it and limp around for a week and a half. It must just be twisted, it will be fine. The doctor says "its not your ACL so thats good, you probably just twisted it. Go to an orthopedic doctor if you aren't better in a week. Ice it."
A week passes I go to the doctor. He says "I think its your ACL... you need an MRI" My heart drops. My lacrosse career could be over. I was stunned and completely bummed.
Three days later I get an MRI. My ACL is completely torn. Lacrosse is over. Surgery. Recovery. Crutches. oh great. I meet with a surgeon who says that its kind of urgent that we do this surgery how about in two days? What! Well, okay.
Surgery goes great, exactly how they planned. Good good. I am completely out out for three days. The couch became my permeant home. Popping pain pills every 6 hours the first two days which cause nausea for three. Using crutches to get to the bathroom. So many flowers and candies. Make up work out the wazooh. A lot of sleeping. Doctors appointment the day after the surgery and everything looks good. sweet. School with crutches, not fun... at all. Loose the crutches today, settle with a pretty bad limp, more of a drag. Doctors appointment today.
Not fun. Surgeon says "oh lets see lets straighten your leg. Uh oh, its not getting too straight I'll do it." I think that is the worst pain I have had through this whole experience.
"Looks like maybe we should drain your knee." Again, not fun.
"okay, well I am going to stick this huge needle in your capillaries, its not going to feel good but don't worry it won't hurt me at all" He sticks the needle into my joints for what felt like a year but was probably really a good 2 minutes moving it around while his arm shook because of the pressure he was applying to the syringe. "okay we're done" He lifts up a half full inch and a half in diameter syringe. "That was in your knee." Sick.
yep, pain pill would be great right now.
So that has been my ACL experience up to this point. Now I think I will go work on straightening my leg before I go to Physical therapy and they do it for me...
