Sunday, 6 June 2010

On knees

Rehab is not straight forward. It isn't linear. Nor predictable. Nor consistent. Which is obviously why noone warned me that a knee problem would bring me to the brink for 8 weeks. Would take me back off my bike. Stop the running (in the hospital corridor) that had only just started. Stop the blog writing (too weary). Keep me out of the pool. And not to put too fine a point on it - stop the hope.

My knee was not damaged by the truck. It is, however, connected to bits and pieces that were. And there lies the problem, which although now temporarily fixed, will apparently be an ongoing issue.

This is dull, tiresome and creates a whole new set of mental requirements to overcome. A sore ankle and foot can be managed. Because that was the truck - right? But the knee - that's punishment from a higher being.

Imagine that you have to consider every step. Particularly up and down hills. Holding your knee out every so slightly. You see the bus coming. Going to miss it if you don't increase your pace. But you know that that simple activity could knock you back for a week. You slightly overdo your physio exercises. And the pain stays for the whole day. Then you get on a bike. Hold your knee out - for every single pedal rotation. You get the picture. This is not insurmountable. It will improve. But, according to my Physiotherapist, I am now a person who 'looks like a knee injury, not an an ankle injury'. I can only hope this is a good thing.

2 comments:

Derek22464 said...

I'm a cyclist and a Badminton player - I've had debilitating injuries during both activities and often wondered if I'd ever return.

But I always have (so far) and so will you - you just have to keep going and going.

You seem to have stopped blogging so you may never read this, but I wish you well in your recovery.

x

Hair on Fire said...

Heh Derek - thanks for that - took some time out from the blog to fight a court case - normal service resuming shortly - watch this space x