Thanks everyone for the good wishes.
Unfortunately I don't know how I did it. I have a blurred (thanks to
Belgian beer, that'll teach me) memory of riding home from Sandringham,
I remember getting in through the door and don't recall any problems
there. Between getting through the door and waking up on the couch
after watching some telly I'd recorded I somehow did the deed 'cause
getting up off the couch was really painful.
I don't know all the medical terms but basically I rammed my shin bone
up in to my femur, displacing the meniscus. I've had a bone graft from
my hip to build up the depression in the femur and have had a l shaped
plate bolted on to the shin bone.
Another 11 weeks on crutches looms before me but you know, I don't find
it that daunting. Maybe that's because I don't know what I'm in for
never having had significant trauma before.
The main thing I've been feeling over the last 7 days is gratitude.
Gratitude towards my in-laws who dropped everything at a moment's notice
to help me out over the weekend.
Gratitude that medicine has advanced to a stage where there's a very
good chance that I will have full use of my knee restored.
Gratitude towards my employer. I couldn't have taken myself off the
work force at a worse time but they're right behind me for a full
recovery and finding me plenty of work to keep me busy at a desk.
Gratitude towards my friends who've really stepped up to the plate and
give me the help I need.
Gratitude for a lot of other things that I've forgotten or haven't even
noticed.
And gratitude to my lovely wife who's there for me whether she's in
Brisbane or by my side.
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Cheers
Euan