I never thought this day would come!
This April will have been one full year since my slip in the Dominican and this journey began!
What started out as a possible meniscus tear was discovered to be an actual joint condition that I’ve had since I was a teenager!
So, since the knee has been getting progressively worse over the past couple of weeks, I went back into the surgeon last Friday.
He asked me some questions about my activity (“You’re doing no sports….RIGHT?”) and manipulated my knee.
We discussed the options: If the piece that was still in there hanging on was still, in fact, hanging on, there will be a screw put through that to save it and stimulate healing.
As for the piece(s) still floating around, they will be removed. All depending on whether or not the CarGel is available, there will probably be some microfracturing as to regenerate the bone and cartilage.
IF the piece hanging on for dear life is NOT able to be screwed in – the words “bone graft” were spoken.
So I sit now and wait for the phone call to come this week telling me my actual surgery date.
I am in good hands, but, I am nervous, excited and vomit-like all at the same time.
And then I remember, in the not too distant future, I CAN RUN!
Stay tuned for further updates in the Knee Chronicles!