Don't Look

If you’re the type of person who gets squeamish easily, this post is not for you. Scroll down quickly or come back another day.

Seriously, if you don’t like to look at anything involving anatomy, duck under the covers.

But for the handful of you who wonder what the heck kept me from running the past few months, I can finally explain.

I had a cartilage fracture/defect of the lateral femoral condyle. That’s the nub, for lack of a better word, at the bottom of the femor. The damage most likely occurred over the summer when I took a couple of spills. The piece just didn’t break off until that September morning.

For those of you who wonder what arthroscopic surgery looks like,
here is a view of the piece floating behind my knee. Looks like a cracked egg shell.

Since it took up residence for so long, the doc had to remove a lot of scar tissue – a procedure called a synovectomy. This picture shows the irritation from having a "foreign body" in there.

Here it is – the CHUNK. It looks like an arrowhead to me. It measured 16 x 10 x 4 mm – nearly 2 cm or 3/4 of an inch. I will forever wonder why something that big didn’t show up on a MRI the first time.

Yeah, kind of gross. But not as bad as the port-o-potties at some of those races.