The KNEE...and Labor Day and Faith
Sunday of Labor Day Weekend September 5, 2005. I decided to get a little exercise and shoot some basketball, before heading to a cookout. Little did I know Life would take a serious turn at that Juncture.
After shooting around for about 30 minutes, fully stretched and warmed up, I did a simple cross-over spin move fade away jumper. Done it thousands of times, sank it thousands of time, it was one of my signature moves. We one this day, at this moment in time, everything cooperated but my left knee. The knee Buckled. I went down. No big deal, happens many times when you play a sport, however this time, I couldn't get up. I couldn't put any weight on the leg. I didn't hear a Pop, Didn't feel like an ACL, could have been a small muscle tear, but the pain started strong. I hopped to my car, I drove home, I crawled into the house.
This all happened around 7:30 PM Sunday Night. Around 9:00 PM I decided it was necessary to go to the emergency room. The Pain was getting overwhelming. I have a high tolerance of Pain, have played Hurt before etc. But this was a New Level of Pain, something wrong Pain. My mother Drove me to the Emergency Room, at SouthSide Regional Medical Hospital in Petersburg. Closest but never 1st choice. I figure I had a tear, wanted an X-ray, and an opinion and maybe a painkiller.
When I arrived at around 9:45 the place was packed. Once gentleman in the parking lot, helped me out of the car, and into a wheel chair. (Thank you again sir). As I was wheeled in another gentleman ( Robert I believe) offered His wheel Chair to me, since his chair had the ability to lift the Leg. "Robert" was in a bad shape as well, he stated he was 56 years old, a former vet and basketball player, but he offered up his chair to me, then insisted, He hobbled up, while in pain and showed me such genuine kindness that I had to accept. He then took an ace bandage off his own Leg and wrapped mine. Thank You Lord, than You GOD, for that reassurance and kindness and Love of a stranger when in Need. There but for the grace of God, go I, and this man in more dire straights then me, is nursing me. Thank you "Robert" than you Lord for another dose of Faith.
I was in severe agonizing pain, around 11pm I was called into the paper work area, to make sure I could be admitted, you know the drill. At that very point I started to "work a Miracle", I started to pray in tongues, I started to pray out right, my entire attitude had changed. I was determined with God's will to prove a point. to change attitudes, to testify, to Hopefully Walk and dance right out of that wheel Chair 100% Healed.
Well, I had no pain, I was singing and laughing in the chair, waiting to prove God's Will. I was called back into "triage" they asked a bunch of questions, I answered honestly. "on a scale of 1-10 what was your level of pain when you got here" 10, on a scale of 1-10 what is your pain level now" 1. They took my blood pressure. 129/82 almost perfect. I am 6-4, 315 pounds, former College football Player. Big_E.
Around 3:30 AM I finally got through the process of several x-rays, scans etc. They told me I had broken the "patella bone" that connects the Shin bone to the Knee Joint. Apparently I shattered that!!! In 3 places. Surgery, Metal Plates, Screws Etc would be Needed.
Ok. So they were about to Admit Me for Monday Surgery. The Finally asked me if I needed a Pain Pill? You see I have a Broken Leg, But I guess Since I wasn't crying in agony they didn't think it was severe as it was. The nurses and Doctor wanted to give me something. Morphine, Codine, Oxi-Contine For the Pain I SHOULD BE IN. I told both Nurses, just give a me a 200 ML OTC Advil for the Headache I have. There is no pain with the "broken Leg". I showed them my ability to take the right leg and touch my nose and top of my head. I told them I was an athlete, and knew my body and that God was on my side.
Here are the After Pictures of Monday's Surgery.
I am supposed to be immobile for 6-8 weeks, can't put any weight on the left leg, and must use a walker to move short distances.
I was finally able to leave the hospital at 5:30 Wednesday. The ordeal was an ordeal, there was good and bad. I met some really nice people along the way, and hope my presence and circumstances will turn out for the best. God Willing
posted by Eric G @ 2:29 AM
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