I've never popped pills historically but this time I've accepted defeat. I've been in a lot of pain but on the bright side of things, I've been in need of forgiveness, alhamdulillah.
My knee has been swollen for the past 3 weeks and I've started walking again this week after 15 days.
Post op, I was given no details of the surgery from the surgeons or nurses. It makes sense considering waking up from anesthesia under heavy medication isn't the best of times to take in important information.
I have a friend that practices medication, luckily he pulled me some details. It turns out there's more damage than the MRI scan had detailed.
It's most likely I'm going to need another operation some time soon as the ACL is most likely gone. Right now, I'm trying not thinking about that so it's busy chilling on the back burner.
The healing is far from what was expected. I take a couple of steps and my knee collapses. I've lost a lot of weight from being a potato and it's not the healthy kind. 8lb in 2 weeks. Having never been in a position where my circumstances stop me from having no routine, I'm not quite sure where to take my training from here.
I've been having interviews after interviews and exams up exams. Ironically I'm using my experience from here with my jobs. If one falls through, go straight on to the next son. I've been sending out some 5-8 applications a day and I refuse to give in. It's 3am and I've just finished some work to take in for a second interview tomorrow. I hope this is it.
There's only one way to go from here and that's up. I'm going to start some light physio after I've done more reading.
I have a lot on my mind. It's only natural when you have free time and absolutely no form of outlet. I want to get back into writing. Over and out.