I sleep well, hoping once more that my knee is better but the swelling is pretty bad by now. I take a shower, helped by my husband. Isn’t he glad that I only weight 120 lbs?
Yesterday, I called my primary physician. Although the ER doctor told me to wait a few more days, I decide to see her as soon as possible. I have an appointment at noon today. After a quick exam, my physician orders an MRI. She also tells me that I tore my MCL. She tore her ACL a few years ago and says that there is no way I could have skied down the slope with a torn ACL.
The stuff I read online flashes back to my mind. An ACL can be reconstructed with surgery. The MCL heals on its own. Surprisingly, surgery suddenly looks better. Healing takes time and a lot of physical therapy.
Someone will call me to schedule the MRI. If only I knew what’s wrong with my knee! Oh, I miss my knee!
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