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By Scott Stoll
Above is a picture of the inside of my knee. Almost two years ago
I was knocked off my bicycle by a reckless motorist who ran a stop
sign. As you can see the cartilage was torn and frayed and I had
to have the loose pieces removed. It almost ended my dreams of riding
my bicycle around the world.
Fortunately, I seem to be healing nicely. I still have some pain
and weakness in my knee which I'm told is from the scarring and
atrophying of muscles and tendons. Again, I was fortunate the surgery
was a success. The prognosis only predicted a sixty percent chance
for improvement and a three percent chance of making things worse.
If it weren't for my trip I might never have had the surgery. Which
brings me to the real point of this article: the sacrifices one
has to make for their dreams.
I also plan on having my vision corrected by laser surgery; having
all suspicious marks removed by a dermatologist; visiting my doctor
and dentist; and, having numerous vaccinations. I can't stand the
thought of any of this stuff. In addition, as the months wind down
(less than ten) I also find myself fretting over losing my friends
and family for three years. I will also miss my bed, and having
food and water only a few steps away. Oh yeah, let's not forget
a bathroom. I'm sure I'll be praying for a bathroom when the first
case of dysentery strikes. I'm also prepared to spend my life savings,
take a giant leap backwards in my career, and, well... let's just
say there will be no romantic interest in Scott's life for many
years. I suppose that's enough for now. If I say anymore my mother
will call me late at night and tell me that I'm driving her crazy
with worry and forbid me to go. [Hi Mom]
But it will all be worth it. The adventures that lie ahead are
unimaginable and I lie awake at night thinking of the possibilities.
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