5 years ago today, Saturday, April 23rd, 2011, was one of the defining days of my life. While skiing that day I caught an edge in the ice and fell. In a 1-in-a-million happening, I fell on the edge of my ski and sliced 90% of my kneecap tendon.
crutches/walker/wheelchair/cane, months of initial healing followed by
months of rehab...I set a goal of running one mile on the one year
anniversary, if for no other reason than to have a goal. I made that
run, but it was obvious that there was much more healing to be done.
I've been skiing a few times since the injury but it wasn't safe. My
leg wasn't healed enough or strong enough to ski, so it's been a couple
years since I hit the slopes. I had planned to ski today, on that same
mountain, but weather conditions this past week have not made anywhere
near ideal skiing conditions.
So today I remember that
significant event in my life, and I'm thankful that I've healed as well
as I have. My knee is not as good as God made it but I can walk on it
quite well, something I doubted I'd be able to do again back in those
dark early days of recovery.