Yesterday was Knee-D-Day, with the consultant’s final (for now) verdict on the gammy knee. It’s not been too bad lately and I have been a demon with my physio so feeling strong (although still wibbly when on heels – maybe that’s just me).
In anticipation of the worst, I’d psyched myself up for an operation as I figured some wobbling wasn’t right, right? Apparently not! Consultant man did a few tests, including one test where the upper and lower leg are moved in opposition. The gammy knee was pretty bad on this but then the Prof moved to my (apparently) non gammy knee and found that although minor, this knee also slid around a bit on the test. Conclusion? I have freaky knees.
The other thing that the consultation revealed is that my physio is a grass. I’d confided to him that I’d twatted my knee whilst moshing to ‘Baggy Trousers’ wearing high heels on rugby tour. Physio man, lovely though he is, had actually written this (pretty much word for word) into his report so my Consultant read it out, put the letter down, sighed, raised his eyebrows…but then admitted Baggy Trousers was indeed a top tune. Whatta guy!
The upshot anyway, of all the prodding and testing, is that Consultant man wants me to keep on with physio and get back into rugby training. Good to have no op, but mixed feelings about this.
One part of me = Slightly scared by the thought of bundling, as I’ve not done any rugger since November 2007. Gulp.
The other part of me = Ecstatic that I can go and KICK SOME ASS again. Can’t wait to pile in.
So, I guess time will tell and come August, when we start contact training, the knee will be properly tested. The Prof says I have to contact him again in September to let him know how I get on. Here’s seriously hoping that the knee stands up to it – otherwise, it’s deffo operation time and that just freaks me OUT!
don’t be too worried about that..
stay fit.. 
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