The knee

A cathedral in Achken Germany.

I guess its about time that I get around to writing about this predicament that Im currently going through.  While I was in Belgium racing the world champs, I was doing my thing through qualifying and had made it into the quarter finals.  During that lap I was sitting in the 2nd position when I collided with another rider off the lip of the step up into turn two.  I being so old and wise, put my foot straight out and jammed up my knee.  I didn't crash and would roll around in the 4th spot, moving onto the semi.  I had last gate choice for the semi, and going against the drs wishes I decided I would put it out there and give it a go.  Out of the gate I didn't see anyone, so I decided to hunker down and go.  I moved all the way over to lane one and couldn't quite get over on the inside rider (he went on to win the worlds).  Moving into 2nd into turn one the 3rd place rider blew me up.  Game over

The two photos are from when I pulled the plug from racing.  

I knew something was wrong, but not quite to the extent that it ended up being.  I walked around for the next six days until I could get home and get into the Dr.  It all went pretty quick and I actually got seen so much faster than expected.  By the second day home, I had MRI results, and surgery was scheduled.  I had to wait three weeks, and had to do pre jab prior to surgery.  I needed to be able to straighten my leg and bend it so far before they would operate.

 I prepared myself for the six months of being off, and didn't really know what to expect as far as pain.  Turns out, Im a gigantic sissy.  The wife could have told you that, but here it is in all its glory, my candid post laying it out there that I have no threshold for pain.  The problem with pain and me though is I despise pills.  Like they make me go crazy, up at midnight ripping off my brace saying I'm fine and having a melt down despise them.  Three days of pills,  and I was over it.  Aleve, and ice have been my best friend, and TV.  Lots of stupid TV.

All in all though things are good.  This is the longest stretch that I have been home in four years.  The wifester and the girls are taking great care of me, and I might be enjoying that more than I should.  The wife deserves a vacation after      this thats for sure.  It has been great to have so many people reach out and touch base, come check on me, send texts, and bring over treats.

Therapy has been great and things are headed in the right direction.  Im slightly ahead of schedule in therapy.  There are good days, and there are bad days, but with the team I have around me theres no chance of failure.

Ill update more I promise.  If not to keep my limited follower happy, but to keep texts at midnight to 0.

I aint done yet.