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So picture this: There is an avalanche rushing behind me and further down the mountain I can see a little boy petting a baby bunny and so I swoop down to save the boy--of course the bunny was saved too!--(there is also a school bus full of pregnant nuns in this story too...I just haven't 100% figured that part out yet...)--and in the process of all this somehow I managed to fly like a whirlybird through the air and land in such a way that my knee was in a position that no knee should ever been in.
(For anyone interested in the *real* story I, um, was skiing on a blue run (not even a black!) in Aspen, tried to turn, caught an edge, and tore my ACL. Not nearly as good a tale as the one involving children, baby animals, and nuns, huh?)
Fortunately I was with the XHH at the time and he took care of all the paperwork at the emergency room...partly because I think he felt guilty (sure, honey, this is an *easy* run--you can do it!) and mostly because I was on my cell phone trying to wrap up a $950K house deal from my hospital bed, LOL.
And those ski patrol/medical people--they are AMAZING. I don't think it was 10 minutes from the time I hit the snow to when I was at the clinic at the base of the mountain.
Honestly I feel lucky this is all I did. The person in the bed to one side of me broke her femur right above the knee, and the guy on the other side was an expert skier (competitive racer and everything), had a four year old fall in front of him, threw himself down so he wouldn't run into the kid, and snapped both his tibia and his fibia. Really, I'm GLAD to have just a torn ACL. I feel like doing a happy dance that that's it. (Well, OK, maybe a dance of any kind is not going to happen for me any time soon, but you get the picture.)
Plus, I had the thrilling experience of a wheelchair ride in both the Denver and Chicago airports on the way home, so we'll chalk that up to another new thing (although people who have been waiting in line for hours at customer service to find a connection home do get a big pissy when you get wheeled right up to the counter ahead of them just because your knee is the size of a cantaloupe... Offering them a Percocet for their troubles doesn’t help…)
Now for the question part: Who else has torn their ACL? What should I expect? How is the surgery? Recovery? And I can’t even get in to see my doctor ‘till next Tuesday (this happened last Saturday). His take on it was, well, once the ACL is torn it’s not an *emergency* any more. Great...