By now I had started to pass more & more walkers all heading up the ridge, here I down pack once more to tie in the jacket for the last time all the while masking the pain from my right knee.
During my descent from the ridge I somehow managed to recur an old football injury in my right knee, I first felt the tendon ‘twang’ & then viciously twitch all within a matter of seconds, this had happened to me on more than one occasion when my knee actually popped out its socket whilst playing five a side football, another time my knee popped out whilst sat cross legged plumbing in a washing machine, the latter event being the more horrendously painful but yet thanks to a muscle spasm it popped itself back in again, that happened almost eight years ago & today I’d had the closest reminder of that day.
Like then I was able to walk instantaneously almost like when someone would pop their collar bone back in.
Anyway, I managed my way down with little to no thought just a sub cautious niggle in the back of my mind that I’d just avoided a close shave, it was only the morning after during my time in work did I realise that the previous mornings episode had a blooming effect on my knee cap.
So here I write whilst walking wounded, my knee is packed on/off with ice (such the correct method I believe) together with a pack of 400mg Ibuprofen tablets to ease the swelling…I guess its my cue to take a few weeks away from the fells if not only to help with the swelling.
It’s only minor & temporary & I’ll be back very soon, but still a close shave! |