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So the time has come to find out the extent of my knee injury, suffered earlier this year whilst out taking photos in “The Valley of the Waters” in Wentworth Falls. I had seen a surgeon who sent me to get and MRI done. Thursday night was the booked in time at the local hospital. For those of you who have had an MRI you will agree that they are not very plesant. You have to lie completely still for 20 minutes whilst the machine Bangs and Clangs away (Thank God they give you ear muffs). I am not the type of person to sit in one place for too long so it felt like Chinese torture to me. What felt like an hour later I was free to leave, but had a three day wait for the results.

So here they are:

Basically what this means is that I have torn my Meniscus (Which is the cartilage between the knee joints) in at least one place, possibly two. It is hard to believe that 8mm (meniscal tear) can be so painful and so restrictive to my movement. My whole knee is unstable because of less than one centimetre? It seems impossible, but yet there you have it.

This was NOT the result I wanted as Meniscal tears never heal. It is now likely that I will need an operation to cut away the offending section so that I can move around like a normal person again. I am a little scared of the operating table, but even more scared of the cost involved. At 33 years old it is probably worth it in the long run. I have many years ahead of me in which I hope to spend trudging along sand dunes, scrambling over rocks and ab-sailing down waterfalls to find great photo opportunities.

Oh Well, I guess I will just wait and see what my surgeon says when I go back to see him with the scans.

On a more positive note. I did manage to get out and catch a beautiful sunrise at Mona Vale Tidal Pools yesterday morning. I left home at 4am and arrived at just the right time when first light was appearing. I happened to be the first one at the pools and set up my gear.

I was pretty amazed by how many people get up so early (before sunrise) to go swimming in the ocean. I have always assumed it would be freezing in there, but all the people getting out from their morning swim assure me it is warm and refreshing. They do this everyday, so maybe they are right and I am just an ignorant city dweller. This has led me to set myself a goal. The next Sunrise I shoot near a tidal pool, I will force myself to hop in and give it a try. Only then can I really be the judge.

I leave you now with one of the shots from Mona Vale. I was so blessed to be there Yesterday. It was a perfect day with pink wispy clouds stretching North to south for miles.

Mona Vale


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