Words: Clare Menzel 2020-12-09 18:33:04

“Old-school post-op ACL brace, December 1988. I don’t know what I’m smiling about—it must’ve been the first time I got outside, or maybe I’m laughing at myself because of all the powder I’m missing.” Photo: Lee Cohen
“I overflow with genuine forgiveness for those who have harmed me in my past.”
“I am one of the most complex joints in the human body. I am an evolutionary marvel.”
“My anterior cruciate ligament, medial collateral ligament, posterior cruciate ligament and lateral collateral ligament are all perfectly aligned.”
“My cadaver graft is healthy, happy and radiant.”
“I take comfort in the fact that we’re not skiing breakable crust right now.”
“May the aches and pains tingle away under a generous application of Tiger Balm.”
“I do not dwell on moments that give me pain, such as that unexpected posthole.”
“I relinquish all hard feelings against my bulky, creaky brace. Actually, it makes me look kid of hot.”
“I graciously respect my limits, such as the pond skim—and the après dance floor after three beers.”
“I can gracefully handle anything life throws at me. Even a binding malfunction.”
“I know I am worthy of love, care and another day of PT.”
“I may be damaged goods, but I am good.”
“My worth is not defined by my ability to perform a perfect single-leg squat on a foam mat.”
“Spring always follows winter.”
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