So, I have been a little MIA for the past week...
Last Saturday, I fell while skiing and tore my ACL. Everyone who knows me knows that I'm a super active mom and an ACL is needed for most everything I love in life. I was in a state of mourning for about 6 days. My youngest son told me I needed to come up with some new hobbies and that crying can't be one of them!
On day 6, I got my MRI results and saw that there wasn't a tear but that the ACL was totally severed - gone. I feel like that got me over the hump into acceptance that the first surgery of my life was imminent. I have scheduled it for February 4th and started "pre-hab" to prep my knee for surgery by working on my quad, hamstring, calf and glutes.
People, I'm scared $hitless over this surgery and equally scared at the prospect of not having it.
I've been looking into it and I learned that in Europe most people rehab and adjust their activity level and forgo the surgery. I'm feeling very American in my stubborn desire to keep my life and activity level exactly the same.
So, I look to you for words of wisdom, advice, experiences... Any ACL stories out there?
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