Dislocated

Just as I was going to execute my plan for a fit holiday. It came to a halt....















......with this.

And a big halt it is.

A dislocated knee. Hah!

It just took a split second. A sprint with the ball and a supposed-to-be-deceiving act of changing the direction was all it took to got my knee into the above condition. Guess the receptors were slow there.

















When analyzing the scenario after that (which you don't do when you are in immense pain during that moment), the ankle seems to play a bit-part role in causing the dislocation. Note that the ankle and the knee is linked through like this...












...and according to the pic, it does makes sense that both the knee and the ankle signed a deal to make my hols miserable.

I went for bone-setting by this Si-fu who had been essential in treating all my previous fractures (its called tie ta in Mandarin). It was a painful process. Least to say, it was torturous. The sifu just push to my limits where I can't really bent my already cacat-ed knees. In the end, I was left panting for breath and struggling to sense my leg.

And its all just because of a sprint and a change of direction, or was it misdirection?

Currently, I am able to walk, or rather, limp. Without crutches but with all those guards that you can find in Guardian. I felt so overly-protected.

Then again, for the sake of being able to walk properly again, I would do anything.

And I am considering "retirement" from football.