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Twelve years ago I begun playing a sport o which I’ve grown to love, basketball. It’s an international sport, a sport in which my whole family speaks the language of. In my second ever game of basketball in under 10s, I broke a finger – boohoo. A few years later I made friends with the court and lost all the skin off my hand. Following these two heavy contact injures, you could basically say I’ve done every other injury since on my own.

My body was never made to take the toll and impact of the intense sport. An elite sports therapist looked at my brothers’ knees once and asked, “Has anyone else in your family torn their ACL?” Having just done mine, my brothers went straight into strengthening mode to prevent the horrid injury I’d just incurred.

On Sunday the 26th of March 2017, I reached retirement having locked my knee. I couldn’t straighten it, it w as the most uncomfortable pain I’ve ever encountered – all I wanted to do was point my toes and stretch my legs every morning and I couldn’t. The pain was tolerable, but having to hold my knee for support every time I wished to roll over in bed was a big fat pain in the ass. I had no strength to even carry weight through my leg unless it was bent at about 110 degrees, 180 degrees being locked knee straight. I found so many muscles during my week of squatting ( I meant it basically was a squatting waddle of a walk).

Yesterday, I had my knee arthroscopy. The physiotherapist met with me prior to surgery to discuss the aftermath, she noted that having already had a knee reconstruction that the recovery would be a lot faster than the year long recovery and rehabilitation following an anternior crutiate ligament reconstruction. She noted that there is a high chance having very strong muscles, that I’d be able to walk without assistance within hours of getting off the operating table.

To this moment, it’s been twenty-nine hours since my surgery and I’ve spent the entire day walking unassisted. I’m in no pain, on no pain killers. I’ve been judged for “rushing things”, but I’m not exactly running a marathon in the next few days yanno.

The biggest pet hate I have, is people telling me how fast or slow I take to recover. I hate how people hear about an injury and immediately tell you how it’s going to pan out. I’ve had an anterior crutiate ligament reconstruction, I was cleared by the surgeon and physiotherapist within seven months post reconstruction. I’ve severely sprained my ankle, I was cleared within five months. This injury has a two month estimated clearance date on it. It’s unlikely that I’ll be cleared anytime prior to June, but given it is generally a fast recovering injury, I wouldn’t even say I’m rushing it.

So aside from my injury, my retirement from sport has come. I’m planning to take up pilates when I’m officially cleared to partake in sport – become a yoga mama or something crazy.

Twenty-two and physicially retired. 

What can you do?

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