My right knee has been bothering me for some time. I damaged it last year skiing at Mt Hotham (understandably not my favourite resort) in near white out conditions. The fact that it has never been quite right and that it is over a year later made me decide to see a doctor.
The upshot of which is that the Doc suspects I'll need a knee reconstruction to as it is highly likely I've torn my ACL.
I'm inclined to go gently unto that good night on this one. The other day we took CJ to the beach (her first time in the water!) and I hopped off out to catch some waves past the sandbar. It was all going according to plan, until I tried walking out of the waves. My knee felt like it was filled with wet spaghetti. It's done that before and usually only lasts 24 hours or so. But still...
I resolved to do something sooner rather later and now I'm off to get a MRI. Will report on the outcome!
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