So this is Sunday, and what have we done...
I went in spright and happy. The sun was out. Looked like winter had finally decided to leave Delhi alone. The sun was warm with an after hint of hot. I went through my routines, and then went towards the doctor's office when my name was called. To my dismay, I saw one of the ACL patients lying down on a bench with a bunch of needles in her finger! What?! I knew for a fact that she had been treated with needles yesterday, just as I had.
Could it be? Could it be a break in the one day on, one day off protocol? I found out very soon that yes, it could indeed be. The doctor even made fun of my whiny attitude towards the needles. I know, I know, no one else seems to mind or at least shout as much as I do. So poked with a bunch of needles in my middle finger this time, I went away to lay down for the prescribed thirty minutes.
Meanwhile, the guy whose turn it was to get his MRI done and bring in his report finally brought it in. He looked happy enough walking in the clinic carrying his MRI film, so I figured the news wasn't all bad. He had a complete tear before he started the treatment. And now? The radiologist said a bunch of things that were summarized by something to effect of "he has a posterior tear in ACL." Whatever that meant. We didn't know. The doctor would elucidate for him and the rest of us.
After the doctor saw the MRI, he said that you've got a thinly repaired ACL which will need care and attention and exercise for 3 months for it to become fully healed and regenerated. Sounded good to all of us. The bottomline was that the first MRI report unequivocally stated "complete tear of the ACL," whereas this one said a bunch of things but nowhere did it say "a complete tear."
So there is hope for the rest of us. Keep focused, keep taking the needles and the rest of the treatment. Then wait and see how much of the ACL seems to have reappeared. I guess each body heals differently, and also that age must be a factor, and I've crossed the four-oh. so let's see where that'll get me.
Right now, chances are pretty good that I will be doing treatment for 18 days (at least), and should most likely be scheduling an MRI for next Saturday. So that next Sunday, I can visit the doctor and get his verdict. Bottomest line: if this entire procedure allows me to get back to sports without surgery, it'll be beyond amazing!
Gotta keep the faith!!!
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