I have to get my ACL replaced. Not repaired, replaced. About three years ago BN and I left our children, for the first time, in the capable hands of my mother and my sister while we stole away to the mountains for a little couple time.
It was our first time staying in a bed and breakfast and we were going to ski the weekend away. Yes, I said ski. Get your minds outta the gutta. Although there should have been plenty of that too.
So anyway, we arrived, we toured the bed and breakfast - sooo lovely and serene. Then spur of the moment decided we would get in a little early ski time that evening.
So off we went and I made it down the bunny slope to the lift with no problems. BN showed me the real bunny hill, apparently the 50 feet or so was a transition spot for one of the black diamond hills. Who knew? It looked like a bunny slope.
Anyway, next pass we went the "right" way and it was going fine until I came upon a cliff (BN said it was a small mound) and I pointed those skis inward at the toes as far as they would go and I leaned forward to stop the momentum, and suddenly I heard a loud *POP* and I was on the ground with my right leg bent awkwardly under me.
BN had already whizzed by me, so I crawled my way over to the side to get out of the way of all the toddlers, still with pacifiers in their mouths, sailing by and then BN and ski patrol were there to haul me off.
My doctor says we can do this one of two ways. Remove a small part of a ligament from my knee to replace this shredded one or use one from a cadaver.
Anyone seen that movie where the guy gets a hand transplant and then starts committing murder. At least I think that is how it goes. I haven't seen it, but it makes me wonder about having a murdering knee. There I am walking along and suddenly *KAPOW* to some unsuspecting passerby.
I just don't know. Any cadaver users out there?