Why My Dilemma About Knee Surgery Was Not the Real Healing Challenge
The physical pain was a pathway to something deeper
My left knee was in shatters.
I had an ACL (Anterior Crucial Ligament) reconstruction done on my left knee.
This journey started four months earlier when I injured my knee in a taekwondo accident. It was an epic jump kick (sadly, no one filmed it!), but the landing on my left foot was not as epic. I collapsed on the floor howling with pain. I knew I had done serious damage.
I was bound to crutches, or more accurately, to the sofa for the next few weeks. I am usually an active person. Prior to my knee injury, I did taekwondo twice per week, yoga once or twice, ran a nine km loop regularly, and went for walks. I couldn’t do any of this anymore.
It was frustrating.
Tension accumulated in my body, and I scolded myself for my stupidity. I had pushed myself to jump extra high, to reach a goal that had been ten centimeters beyond what I had achieved before. Why had I been so pushy? Why had I been so reactive? What led me in that direction?
I remember the moment of the jump. It felt as if an invisible force took over and made me perform. My actions seemed out of my…
