On Monday morning, December 11th, 2017, I went to the park for my normal exercise. This exercise is becoming more important as I have 2 Camino tours planned beginning the 28th of April next year.
As fate would have it, I slipped on black ice and went down as if genuflecting onto my right knee. I immediately got back up and began trying to walk off the pain. The pain seem to subside, looking back I suppose my body went into shock.
I walked back to my car, got in and drove home. Once home, I iced my knee for the remainder of the afternoon. My accident happened at approximately 11 a.m.
By 4:30 in the afternoon, my knee was swollen and quite painful. I telephoned my son Paul, to take me to the emergency room as I was positive I had a severe bruise or sprain. Thankfully my trekking poles were close by and I was able to use them to support my body as I walked into the emergency room.
X-rays revealed I had fractured my knee cap, patella, in a crosswise fashion creating four separate breaks. My knee was wrapped with a compression wrap to reduce swelling and I was advised to see an orthopedic surgeon.
On Wednesday afternoon, I saw an orthopedic surgeon. Amazingly, my knee cap is not separated and the treatment is rest and a brace. Of course, healing will take approximately 8 weeks after which I will have another six to eight weeks of physical therapy.
When asked if I would be able to lead the tours, the orthopedic surgeon replied he could not yet say if it would be possible. He indicated it might be possible but most likely not probable.
So my year ends with an untimely slip on the ice and much time on my hands to read and heal. I’m trying very hard to make lemonade from these lemons and to understand the message the Universe has sent me.