#acl doctors appointments

[a-b-riddle]

Going back to the idea of 141 protecting accused reader

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Price collects the names of everyone involved. Who accused you, who took you in, questioned you and anyone who laid their hands on you. Although Kate had nothing to do with it, the Americans, those fucking shadows overstepped. The best Kate can hope for is to avoid a charge with aiding in a war crime. Joining Kyle in interviews to find out the specifics. Who was cruelest? Did anyone touch you sexually? Were you starved? Questions they knew would overwhelm you if prompted.

Once Price’s job is done, Kyle starts to collect all the intel with a simple name. Digging into the lives of everyone responsible for breaking you as well as their loved one. It doesn’t take Kyle long to start planting things to make their lives go nuclear. Evidences of affairs that were AI generated sent to the wives waiting back home with their husbands attached with apology letters from the mistress. Insisting that she didn’t know he was married and to please use this as evidence if she chooses to divorce him.

Simon is the judge, the jury and executioner. Most of the shadows steered clear after everything came to the surface that you were truly innocent. That doesn’t stop him from beating them bloody during sparring. Challenging any one of them. Embarrassing them in front of their peers only to catch them off guard later in the night. Carving their skin, taking their fingernails as trophies. Having to refrain from showing you that he was giving you justice in the only way he knew how.

And then there was Johnny….

Sweet Johnny became your primary care taker. Isn’t phased when you need help bathing or going to the bathroom. Johnny who administered your pain medicine around the clock. Who was your advocate about dealing with the doctors and medical staff when you felt too overwhelmed. Who scheduled your medical appointments for your burns, lacerations and the other injuries and illnesses you sustained. Severed ACL. Upper respiratory infection. Kidney infection. UTIs from lack of hygiene items. Never once making you feel embarrassed. Getting you in touch with a therapist.

All of them doing their part to help you in anyway they can. All of them promising to never let you away from them again.

[woso-dreamzzz]

Second Time's The Charm IX

Alexia Putellas x Reader

Summary: Your co-workers meet your wife

The new doctor is world renowned.

A titan in the industry of sports science and flawless in the realm of orthopaedic surgery.

Perhaps there was a bit of sexism in the way that all the nurses assumed you would be a man but each were pleasantly surprised when you walked through the door in your scrubs and were, in fact, a woman.

It was great in fact because male doctors always had massive egos attached and never treated nurses respectfully.

But female doctors always did.

Female doctors always appreciated the work they did.

You were one of those doctors.

If you weren't buried in paperwork or doing consultations and follow ups, you were down by the nurses station with a to-go coffee and a box of doughnuts from the café to share out.

"He took me to Naples," One of the nurses said," We took a tour around Pompeii and ate at this amazing pizza place."

You hummed, writing down something in one of your patient's charts. "Was it nice? I've been meaning to take my wife but she's so busy all the time. I don't want her time wasted if it isn't nice."

"So nice," The nurse insisted," A lot of walking around though so you're sweating a lot but apart from that, it's amazing."

"I'll put it on my list then."

"My boyfriend took me to a football match. He's a Barcelona fan so we went to see the women in a friendly last week."

"My wife was there too," You said absentmindedly," I heard it was a good match."

"Eight-nil to Barcelona," The nurse agreed," They were amazing."

You know that because Alexia came home very happy with her own performance. Two goals. Three assists.

You rewarded her handsomely.

"The women's team are very good," You replied, signing something off.

"Oh, yeah, you go to a lot of matches, right? Are you a fan?"

"My wife's a bigger Barcelona fan than me," You replied.

That was an understatement but nobody really needs to know about how passionate Alexia is about football.

"She always gets me tickets."

"That's so sweet," Another nurse said," It's nice that you care so much about her interests."

"Yeah, I love seeing Ale happy," You said," If that means I have to sit through ninety plus minutes of football then I'm glad to to do it."

The nurses learnt pretty quickly after that, just how much you adored your wife.

You brought her up with conversations that were only tangentially related to her, dropping little facts to do with her at seemingly random intervals.

Your staff now knew that you and your Ale had met at school, inseparable since that first meeting. They knew you got kicked out of your parent's house at eighteen after you married her. They knew that you were currently building a house and had taken her away on her dream holiday over the Christmas period.

You'd never shown a picture of her though and if there was one things nurses loved doing with no one around, it was gossip.

"She must look like a model or something," One of them said," Pretty people marry pretty people and Doctor Putellas is very pretty."

"I think she must be a real sweetheart," Another said," Someone really sweet and happy. I'd be happy if I was married and spoiled by Doctor Putellas. It must be a dream."

"What do you think she works as?"

" A doctor's salary like Doctor Putellas' is enough to support a family on. Her wife probably doesn't need to work."

"I heard they were thinking about adopting. Her wife might want to stay home with the baby."

"Doctor Putellas deserves a housewife to spoil. I bet her wife feels so loved all the time."

"I wish my boyfriend would treat me like how Doctor Putellas treats her wife."

A throat is cleared behind the assembled nurses and they turn around, instantly putting on their responsible faces.

Alexia Putellas stood before them, nervously threading her fingers together together as she stood in front of them.

"Erm...hello."

"Hello. Do you have an appointment? A follow up?"

Since her ACL tear, Alexia wasn't an abnormal presence at the hospital, constantly coming back for follow ups and check ins.

She'd never looked this nervous though, this strung out and anxious.

"Er...no. I'm...I'm here to see Y/n?"

The nurses all nodded.

That made sense. Alexia Putellas and Doctor Putellas.

Everyone had assumed the pair of you were related. You didn't look similar so you were probably cousins or something else more loosely related.

"We'll call her down for you."

Alexia nodded, face shifting from nervous to more stern and stoic, the face that the nurses were more used to seeing on her. She remained silent as they went back to talking, discussing weekend plans and holiday ideas with family.

The squeak of your shoes on the linoleum floor caused all conversations to grind to a half again and you turned the corner with the group of interns that you'd been talking to since one of your surgeries earlier, answering questions in such an in depth way that there was no question of why you were world class in your field.

"Doctor Putellas, your-"

"Amor!" Alexia cried out, stern and stoicism slipping from her visage as something skin to puppy love appeared to replace it," Brilliant news!"

Your own smile split your features as you took two short steps toward her until you were face to face.

Instantly, Alexia's hands went to your hips.

"What is it, Ale?"

"We've got a court date! For Maya! To bring her home!"

Somehow, you smile only widened and you threw your arms around Alexia to bring her ever closer.

"Are you serious? A court date? An actual court date?"

"The lawyers called!" Alexia continued, somehow rushing through her words but still articulating them perfectly," I was in a meeting but I was looking at my phone because it was flashing. I knew I shouldn't have picked up but it felt important so I did. And they told me! Next week! The judge will talk to us and officially approve the papers!"

You were totally professional with your nursing staff. You would banter with them and joke around but you were still so professional. You didn't overshare. You didn't belittle them. You didn't say anything too personal.

Which was why it was so strange to see you pull Alexia into a kiss right in front of them, smashing your lips together as Alexia practically vibrated in excitement.

"We're bringing our baby home," You said against her lips.

"We are, amor. We are."

Movement out of the corner of your eye brought you out of your daze though, dropping your arms until you could take one of Alexia's hands in your own as you turned to face the shocked faces of your group of interns and your nurses.

You felt a little bit awkward now as you cleared your throat.

"This is my wife," You said meekly," Ale."

Not the Barcelona captain. Not the Spain captain. Not Alexia Putellas.

Your wife.

Ale.

[wosoamazing]

Lost Part 2

Part 1

Warnings: Mentions of premature birth, feeding tubes

Notes: This is based off this request & also this one. It's only short again but hopefully you all like it. Also let me know if you have anything else you want to see of this child!R 686 words

“Mummy, I go show Steph my bear?” you asked as you heard the timer go off, meaning you were allowed to do more ‘strenuous’ activity. Leah wanted to say yes, she knew how much you loved to see the team especially after your appointments but she was in the middle of rehab and her knee was currently wrapped up and she was icing it with the game ready. 

“I-” “Le, sorry for interrupting, but um, I can’t for the life of me remember how to get to the cafeteria,” Alessia said as she arrived at the entrance to the physio room.

“Bubba, why don’t you take Less with you, and you can show her where the cafeteria is, and you can show Steph your bear,” you nodded eagerly and stood up, quickly grabbing your bear before taking Alessia’s outstretched hand.

-

“Stephy,” you squealed as you noticed her, sitting across the room, you immediately run up to her and she picked you up, placing you in her lap.

“How is my little bestie?”

“Good, I got a bear, and we went to the big hospital so I got to see Cooper and we got to play with him, because we had to wait for ages, but that’s because they had to help someone who was very sick. Well that’s what Mummy said,”

“Hospital?” Stina asked.

“Mm-hmm, I go for check ups, they test my blood, and sometimes I have to stay super still for the scanner, and I get to have fun with the nurses while we wait for the doctor and then usually we get to go for brunch, but we didn’t today, because it took super long, but Wally came with us today, so it was good,” you explained to one of the newest team members who just nodded her head.

A week later it was team bonding night and it was happening at Beth and Viv’s majority of the ACL squad already lived there so it was deemed easiest. Alessia was coming over to your house first so Mummy could drive her there.

“Bubba, you ready? Lessi will be here soon,” Leah called out wondering where you had disappeared too.

“Yep,” you said, reappearing from your room.

“What do you have there?”

“It’s a picture for Lessi,” you said as you held it out, showing Leah.

“I think Lessi is going to love that Bubba, why don’t you go get your shoes and I’ll help you put them on,”

-

“No Beth,” you whined as Beth tried to pick you up, “not Mummy, want Mummy,” you said as you lightly stomped your foot.

“Why don’t we go through to the living room and go find Mummy,” Alessia offered, you having been slightly grumpy for the past 15 minutes and you nodded, you felt slightly funny and you wanted Mummy, she always knew how to make you feel better.

“Hey bubba,” Leah said softly as you entered the living room, Alessia carrying you. Placing you down on the couch next to Leah, you immediately climbed onto her lap, resting your head against her chest. 

“Is she okay?” Leah asked, concerned about why you were suddenly extremely clingy.

“I think,” Alessia shrugged, “Beth tried to pick her up for a hug and she got upset and said she wanted you,” the older blonde nodded.

“Love you baby bear,” Leah said as she wrapped her arms around you, keeping you secure, you wiggled slightly in her arms, before she felt your breaths even out.

“Sorry if it’s overstepping but why does she have the feeding tube?” Stina asked Leah

“She was born early and due to that there were complications but she also developed NEC and so they had to remove the first part of her small intestine which causes some issues with digestion, so it goes into her small intestine and means she can get food in a way that her body can effectively digest it and get the nutrients from it, but she can still eat and majority of her nutrition does come from food,” Leah said before kissing the top of your head and resting her chin there.

[lwwife]

Hi!!! Request for Leah (smut), something based on the first time Leah can use the strap properly again after her ACL and she goes to town on reader with it after not being able to do that for so long. They’re still completely switch tho, so some bottom!Leah too.

I've missed having you like this

Smut: Leah and Reader!Switch, strap on, fluff

Word count: 1,870

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Leah’s pov:

Y/n and I’s sex life since doing my ACL has been uneventful, to say the least. Y/n has been able to go down on me, but I’ve still had to keep cautious of the way I move my legs. I haven’t been able to touch Y/n properly in a long time. We found a compromise for her to sit on my face, but it rarely happens. I’ve finally hit my 9-month mark since surgery and am back playing almost full games. I have an appointment later this afternoon with the surgeon which should be one of my last. Y/n is going to tag along as she has for all of them. She wants to make sure she knows how to look after me perfectly and I recover well.

-

“Okay Leah, your scans show an almost perfect recovery, you’ve done incredibly well in rehab and I’m going to clear you for a full 90 minutes.” I grin excitedly and Y/n squeezes my hand.

“Congratulations baby!” she turns to me, “I’m so proud of you.”, I look at her lovingly.

“Yes, you’ve done very well Leah you should be very proud of yourself.” The doctor smiles and nods.

“Excuse me, I just need to pop to the loo” Y/n stands up and kisses my head on the way out. Once the door closes, I turn back to the doctor nervously.

“Is something wrong Leah?”

“No sir it’s just I um I’m not really sure how to ask this” I look down.

“Leah I’ve heard some wild things in my years, please go ahead” He smiles softly.

“Okay well, I um I was just kind of wondering if um I would be able to you know” I raise my eyebrows and he laughs.

“Have sex?”

“Yeah, yes um that” He laughs again.

“Yes, you can, you’re practically cleared for any form of physical activity, except I wouldn’t recommend getting back to your gym time backflips just yet” he grins, and I have to laugh.

“Thank you, sir,”.

-

Y/n’s pov:

“Darling! Dinner’s nearly ready” I call out to Leah, who’s God knows where doing God knows what. I haven’t seen her since we came home from the doctor, she disappeared upstairs almost immediately. “Leah! babe! Come on I’m serving it up” I shout again.

“Coming bub!” she shouts from the stairs. I turn around to place the food on the table when Leah comes around the corner, hair freshly washed, skin looking clean, and I can smell her perfume from here.

“Nice scrub?” I laugh at her.

“Shush you” She comes over to me and kisses me on the cheek before sitting down. “This looks lovely baby thank you for cooking”.

“You mean like I do every night?” I raise a brow and Leah rolls her eyes and giggles.

“Mmmh” Leah almost moans, “This is delicious y/n” She runs her foot up my bare calf. I raise my eyebrows and almost choke on my wine. She just continues to eat, ignoring my hard stare.

As I’m washing up the dishes Leah comes up behind me wrapping her arms around my waist, slowly leaving kisses along my neck and up to my ear. “What’s gotten into you tonight?” I question her.

“Am I not allowed to touch my beautiful girlfriend?” She takes her hands off me and brings them to her chest, acting offended. I simply roll my eyes and giggle as she walks off to the couch.

I’m lying in Leah’s arms, in between her legs, back against her chest watching our current obsession, Game of Thrones, when Leah begins to run her hand up my thigh. I look up at her, but she continues to look forward, raising her hand higher and higher. “Leah” I whisper.

“What?” she smiles,

“What are you doing?”

“Nothing, what are you doing?”, I cock an eyebrow at her childish response. “Ugh! You can’t take a hint can you?” She whines.

“What are you talking about baby?” I frown.

“I want to fuck you, babe! We haven’t had sex in ages, I’ve been trying to tease you all night! I just had the longest shower of my life, shaving every possible inch of me!”

“Leah, darling, I know I want to too, but you’re still recovering I don’t want to ruin your rehab baby.” I frown at her again, stroking my thumb over her cheek.

“The Doctor said it’s fine” she mumbles.

“What?”

“The Doctor! He said it was fine to have sex” She looks down, “I asked him” She keeps her head low but looks up at me with a pout and a small smile.

“You naughty girl” I whisper.

-

“Oh yes fuck! “, Leah moans and cums loudly as I suck hard on her clit. “Come here” she orders me, and kisses me hard, tongue diving straight into my mouth. “I want to make you feel good” she groans. “Stay here, I’ll be right back”. I smile, excited. Leah returns a minute later with our favourite strap attached to her.

“Oh shit” I mumble as I feel myself instantly drip.

“Turn around” She orders me, and I turn to get an all fours, just how I know she likes it. She moves me so I'm resting on my forearms instead of my hands, and my face is down into the pillow. She smacks my ass hard and I wince but moan at the feeling. “God I can’t wait to fuck you like this” she growls, spreading me open by the cheeks, moving forward a little more. She smacks my ass again and runs the strap over my clit and down, so it’s completely coated in my wetness. “Do you want me to fuck you baby?” she leans down to my ear, her front against my back.

“Yes please, I want you so bad baby please fuck me”, Leah smacks my ass one more time before she slowly thrusts the strap inside me. I moan loudly, instantly feeling the pleasure I’ve so badly craved. “Fuck! Yes, keep going” I pant, my entire body tingling. Leah's thrusts start to speed up and become more forceful.

“Yeah? You like that baby?” She growls into my ear.

“Yes! Yes! Fuck yes! Oh, you fuck me so good” I moan. Leah moves back so she’s no longer against my back and grabs at my hips roughly. She begins to slam into me, harder and harder. I moan so loud I begin to feel sorry for our neighbours. I scream and scream and scream while Leah continues to groan and tell me what a good girl I’m being. After one last hard thrust, I cum all over the strap and begin to drip down my thighs. I wince and groan at the feeling of Leah removing the strap from me.

“Shhhh it’s okay baby, I know” She hushes and turns me over so I’m on my back. She kisses my head softly and lays down next to me. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed that; I’ve been dying to fuck you like that for months.”

“Yeah, well you better not ever stop,” I whisper. “Take it off” I look down at the strap. Leah looks at me confused, as if she was waiting to go another round on me. “I’ll let you go again later you addict, let me have a turn”, I move closer to her and begin to undo the harness. I strip her of the strap and put it on myself. Leah lays, patiently, a small smile visible on her face, waiting for me to climb on top of her. I sit up and rest my back against the headboard. “Come sit” I demand. Leah almost jumps at the chance. Moving over she places herself onto my stomach, subtly grinding, her wetness coating my abdomen. I move my hands to run over her breast, we aren’t quite at eye level so she’s looking down at me, however, we both know I have all the power at this moment. I squeeze her breasts and she throws her head back. I pinch her nipples then move forward to kiss her chest. Her hands immediately find their way to my hair, pushing me in further. I lick and suck all over her chest, biting and pulling softly at her nipples. Leah’s grinding starts to get quicker, so I stop.

“Ride it,” I say simply. Leah doesn’t hesitate to move back, hovering herself over the strap, which is still wet from me. “Now sit,” I tell her. Leah slowly sits onto the strap, her mouth instantly opening, angelic noises escaping. Once she fills herself with the whole thing I grab onto her hips and begin to guide her up and down. As she moves faster her moans get louder, and her breasts jump in front of me. “Fuck you’re so good, taking it all for me” I growl at her.

“God, you feel so good, baby. Fuck!” She screams out and her motions quicken. She grabs onto my shoulder, scratching into my skin, “I’m going to cum, oh fuck!” She continues to scream, louder and louder until she finally collapses. Her body is exhausted and almost limp so I turn us over so she’s lying down, and I can pull out. She whines at the loss of contact and pants heavily. I remove the strap and quickly go to the bathroom, wash it and put it away. I return to Leah awaiting me, smiling. “I forgot how good it is when you fuck me” she grins.

“I won’t ever let you forget again” I whisper as we lean in for a sweet kiss. Hands wondering, eager for another round.

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A/n: Hope this was okay and everyone enjoyed it! Feedback is welcome in my comments, messages, or asks! 😊

[alotofpockets]

The newest member | Alessia Russo

Pairing: Alessia Russo x Pregnant!Reader

Summary: Alessia being extra protective of you during your pregnancy.

Masterlist | Woso masterlist | words: 1k

Over the years you had grown to love how protective Alessia was over you. She showed her protectiveness even in the smallest of ways, it had always made you feel safe and loved. Ever since the two of you found out that you were pregnant with your first baby, her protectiveness evolved. 

It started out very sweet, making sure she got you everything you needed, taking control of the conversation when the questions were getting too much for you, and setting up all the doctors appointments so that you didn’t have to worry about it. But as your pregnancy progressed, her protectiveness grew with it. You had mixed feelings over the new found protectiveness. 

There were the ways that you were grateful for, like telling strangers to back up when they reached their hands out to touch your belly without permission, or making sure that she grabbed everything you needed for your wide range of cravings from the store. But there were also ways that could be rather annoying at times. The further along you got into your pregnancy the less she let you do on your own. 

In your third trimester her biggest form of protectiveness was that she had taken the no heavy lifting advice that the doctor gave you as you not being allowed to lift anything. Which often led to frustration from your end. “Less, come on. There are literally two baby onesies in here, I think I can handle that on my own.” You roll your eyes at your wife as she takes the bag from your hands anyways.

In your fourth trimester she wouldn’t let you be home alone, ever. Having your wife around so much was great. She would read to the baby, make you food, and she gave you the lots of cuddles. But when she would leave to go to practice, she would have someone babysit you, which was less fun. She never called it babysitting, of course, but whenever she had to go another person randomly showed up on your doorstep. Whether it was her mom, a friend, or a teammate, there was always someone there. Luckily for you, the people she sent to babysit you never acted like that was why they were there. 

While usually Alessia’s antics of having someone practically babysit you were pretty annoying, today you were grateful to have someone around. Viv was with you today, she was still out because of her ACL injury, and therefore she wasn't joining the rest of the Arsenal girls for training just yet. You were in the kitchen, getting a glass of water, while Viv was sitting on the couch. “Viv, get in here.” You yell out. Viv hears the worry in your voice and is quick to her feet. “What’s wrong?” She asks, matching your worried tone. “My water just broke.” Viv moves to your side and grabs your arm to support you, “Okay, let’s get you to the hospital then.” She leads you to the front door, she scoops up the hospital bag that Alessia had placed next to the front door a couple of weeks ago, “Just in case.” she kept saying. While you settle in the car, she gives a quick call to Jonas. 

At the training field Jonas hangs up the call and heads over to the team again. “Girls, can I have everyone’s attention please.” He calls over and everyone jogs in his direction. “I thought I’d get everyone together for this announcement because I just got a call that is rather exciting.” The team has their full attention on their coach. “Alessia, your wife is in labor. Viv is driving her to the hospital as we speak.��� Alessia stood in shock until her teammates start patting her on the back, and hugging her. “What are you waiting for Russo? Let’s go.” Katie says once her teammates are done hugging her. “I’ll drive.” Beth announced, rushing to the locker room to grab her keys.

You hear a knock on your hospital room door, Viv gets up and opens the door for your new guests. Alessia is immediately by your side and takes your hand in hers, “How are you feeling, baby?” She asks as she places soft kisses to your forehead. “At the moment I am mostly excited to meet this little girl.” You share.

When it was time for the delivery, Alessia ushered everyone out of the room. Over the years these girls had become your family but this was a moment you did not want them present at. Alessia stayed by your side the whole time, helping you do your breathing exercises, holding your hand, being supportive, and praising you for how well you were doing. The delivery was very hard but all was forgotten the second you got to hold your baby girl. Alessia asked one of the nurses to snap a few pictures, and enjoyed the moment of meeting your little girl for the first time. 

Once the doctors and you said visitors were okay, Alessia went to the waiting room where Viv, Beth, and Katie were very impatiently waiting. “Ready to meet our healthy baby girl?” She asked as she watches everyone get up full of excitement. They follow her in the room. You don’t think you’ve ever heard them be so quiet before. “You're allowed to make noice, you know?” Effectively pulling them out of their trances. Alessia picks up the baby from the little crib, and walks towards her teammates. “These are your aunties.” The girls huddle around the newborn, admiring the little girl. 

When it was time to take your little girl home, you dressed her up in the baby Arsenal jersey that Alessia got from the team. Your wife snaps a picture and sends it to the Arsenal group chat with the caption, ‘Meet the newest member of the team’. 

You enjoyed your first day at home with the newest member of your family with just the two of you. Letting family and friends know that both mom and baby were doing great, and setting up times for them to meet your little girl.

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[bad268]

Omg I just read your new kimi fic (with the chronically ill reader) and I love it so much! Soo literally anything else for kimi would be amazing (there's so little fics for him istg) but if its okay I'd love a figure skater reader (but like professional, world champion kind of skater) who's currently not competing cos she injured herself kinda badly (preferably smth to do with her acl but anything is fine) so she can't skate atm (like kinda Angsty but also fluffy, maybe kimi comforting reader or smth?)

Otherwise I'd also love same concept with figure skater reader and her and kimi going skating and like her teaching him or smth haha

Thanks so much in advance already <3

Go for the Gold (Andrea Kimi Antonelli X Figure Skater! Reader)

Fandom: RPF/F2/F3

Requested: Clearly (Thank you love! I'm glad you liked it <3 I may or may not have semi-based this on Sasha...)

Warnings: Drugs (pain meds)

POV: Second Person (You/your)

W.C. 1040

Summary: Silver will have to do until you can get back on the ice.

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

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As if finishing second in the Olympics wasn’t a hard enough blow, you landed wrong during a practice jump and made a worse injury for yourself when you proceeded to compete on it. Yes, it wasn’t your main jumping leg, but that did not mean you didn’t stand on it during certain moves. And yes, silver was good, but when you set a world record in your program, maybe you set the expectations too high when you expected gold. Your teammate ended up getting gold. 

You just got back to your apartment in Italy after a medical appointment. Of course, you tore your ACL. And to make matters, worse, your boyfriend was out for testing all week. That just added salt to the wound.

Your parent dropped you off after you assured them you would be fine as you hopped up the stairs with your crutches in hand. You would not be able to get in for surgery for at least a week, so you had to suffer in pain for the next few days until the doctor scheduled you. 

You hobbled up to your door, trying to fish out your keys one-handed while simultaneously balancing on one leg. Usually, it would not be difficult, but you were still in pain and still felt the effects of the pain meds. It was a little harder than you remembered. You finally got your keys out, and of course, you dropped them.

“Can anything go my way for once?” You groaned to yourself as you tried to grab them. Just when you touched them, a hand came out to swipe them off the ground as another hand wrapped itself around your torso and pulled you toward the door that you just now noticed was open. You looked up at the person, dazed, to see Kimi holding you up. “When did youtube here?”

“Testing ended yesterday, I thought I texted you?” Kimi replied as he lifted you, grabbed your crutches, and carried you into the apartment. He carried you all the way to the common room where he set you on the sofa and handed you the remote. You took it from him with a glare as you pulled out your phone to show him no messages.

“Does it look like you texted me? No. You didn’t,” You snapped as you threw the remote to the side as you opted to stay on your phone. “Would’ve been nice to have you with me, but no, You were here chilling while I was getting drugged and x-rayed.”

“I must’ve forgotten to send it,” He muttered as he pulled out his own phone. Indeed, he did forget to hit send. He wanted to be upset at the attitude from you, but he’s been with you long enough to know that when you get hurt, you get mad. It’s never directly at him, moreso at yourself, but that did not mean it hurt any less. He knew the best way to go about this is to give you space for a while.

So he left you alone. As soon as you snapped at him, you felt bad, but you couldn’t follow him because he left your crutches against the far wall. You had to just sit there in the hole you dug and wait for him to come back. 

What felt like forever to you was more like an hour for Kimi. How did he know? Because he cooked you your favorite food (that he knew how to cook) as an apology. He went to hide away in the kitchen, so he could still keep an eye on you while also focusing on food. If you were still on the meds, you would be hungry after they wore off, he thought.

He was right because he peaked over to the common room when he heard rustling, and he saw you trying to stand up using the table. It was not nearly tall enough to provide adequate support, so you kept falling. He ran over to help support you, and you looked up at him with tears in your eyes when you noticed he was the one helping you.

“I’m sorry I’m being difficult, Kimi,” You whispered as you leaned into his shoulder and cried. ”It’s just a lot, and I didn’t plan on being injured, and I know I’m not the nicest when I’m injured, and I know I snapped at you-”

“And I know you’re sorry, and you don’t have to apologize,” Kimi chuckled as he cut off your rambling. Every time you got hurt, you would apologize profusely every time you snapped, but it became something he would look forward to. It usually means the initial pissy mood was gone until the (inevitable) next injury. “I made your favorite to cheer you up a bit? Are you hungry?”

“Are you a mind reader?” You gasped as you snapped your head up to meet his eyes. “Did you know I was craving it?”

“I just know you like to eat it when you’re feeling down,” Kimi consoled as he helped you toward the kitchen island to sit. Then, he went around to plate up your food. “It’s known to give you strength. Maybe enough to get you back on your feet sooner.”

“Oh, I wish,” You sighed as you began to eat the food. “This is amazing, Kimi! Who knew you could cook?”

“You’ve known I could cook for years since you taught me how to make it!” Kimi defended himself. “And what’s with the ‘I wish’? Something happened at the appointment?”

“Just that they can’t get me in until next week at the earliest,” You groaned as Kimi took his seat next to you. “Looks like you and I are gonna be attached, more than usual, for the foreseeable future. At least a week wait for the surgery, then a 9-month recovery period. Therapy won't start until at least a month post-op.”

“And I’ll be here the entire time,” Kimi comforted as you leaned into his side. He left a kiss on the crown of your head before whispering, “Who knows? Maybe you’ll get the gold next time. You’ll come back stronger than ever. I think this is the start of your comeback story.”

~~~ Part 2 ->

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[katiemccabeswife]

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas

Katie McCabe x Reader || It's December 1st which means it's literally already Christmas! (Made up game mentioned)

You should have been paying attention when Katie told you which stadium the Arsenal V Man City game was going to be played in but you were too busy thinking about the following day. One more sleep and it was officially the Christmas season.

You couldn’t help it. Christmas was around the corner and your body was full of adrenaline and excitement for the holiday season, Christmas being your favourite holiday, even over your birthday.

Katie was due to head off for the game while you had to stay at home due to a check-up appointment for your ACL which was torn almost 4 months ago, adding you to the ACL squad. Normally you would go with the girls to cheer them on from the crowd but the appointment was more important than the game. The game falling on the 1st of December was just an added bonus.

Due to your love for Christmas, Katie had grown to have a special love for the holiday but she was nowhere near as fond of it as you were. She still believed it to be silly to set up the Christmas tree and other decorations before December had even begun so you were forced to wait until December 1st.

“Hello? Are you in there, love?” Katie tapped lightly on your forehead as you had zoned out and were looking at the blank wall as if it were a million pounds.

You blinked and turned your head back towards Katie, “Sorry, what was that?”

“You alright?” She tilted her head to the side as if it would give her a better look at you to see if anything was physically wrong with you.

“Yeah, I’m perfect,” You smiled and moved forwards to kiss her, to shut her up, “Right, you’ve got a big game tomorrow, so we best be off to sleep. Night!” You kissed her once more before turning off your bedside lamp and closing your eyes.

“Night?” Katie questioned but pulled you into her and closed her eyes as well.

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The morning had gone as they usually do, the both of you, having built a routine for game days which only slightly changed after you tore your ACL. You were buzzing and Katie was lost on the true reason and when she asked you blamed it on your upcoming appointment and getting to watch your girlfriend play.

You both left at the same time but drove in separate directions and you were pleased with the absence of traffic and lack of patients in the doctor's office which meant you were in and out of there as fast as you possibly could. The news that your knee was healing faster than usual only added to your bright mood and you treated yourself to a holiday drink and pastry from your favourite cafe.

Your mood lead to you leaving a generous tip and buying a beautiful bouquet of flowers, also leaving the vendor of the floristry a generous tip. The traffic was still minimal on the way home as you sang Christmas songs for the first time this year and you were feeling amazing.

As soon as you got home you turned on the TV and made sure you had enough time to dig out the Christmas boxes from the spare room before the game was due to start, when you saw that there was plenty of time you screeched with joy and walked briskly (being weary of your knee) towards the spare room to receive the decorations.

You had your Google Home playing Christmas music softly so you could still hear the commentators of the game while you were whizzing around the apartment, Santa hat comfortably on your head. You stopped every now and then when you heard excitement through the TV and celebrated every time the girls won a challenge or scored a goal and groaned when Katie eventually got a yellow card.

You were sitting on the living room floor with your attention split between the Christmas tree in front of you and the game on the tele. You had set aside the star, wanting to wait for Katie to be home to put the final touch on the tree. You were officially done and so was the game and you were filled with joy as the girls had won the game by 3, Katie assisting 1 and scoring 1, and how beautiful your Christmas-ified apartment was.

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It had been a few hours of buzzing around the apartment, waiting for Katie to come home, which consisted of lighting the candle that smelt of fresh-cut pine, cinnamon sugar and toasted marshmallows and making gingerbread cookies. Christmas music was still playing and you had lit the tree’s lights and were anticipating the arrival of your girlfriend.

When you heard the door click open, you jumped up from the couch, slid around the corner, courtesy of your fuzzy socks, and ran at your girlfriend.

“CONGRATULATIONS MY LOVE!” You yelled as you jumped into her arms, “Guess what?” 

Katie laughed at your attire which was a Christmas-themed onesie, “Hmm, I wonder, what’s that smell? And what is with the decorations?” She questioned sarcastically.

You dropped from her hold and crossed your arms, “I don’t appreciate the sarcasm, love. IT’S CHRISTMAS!” You switched your attitude in a second and began to shake Katie’s shoulders. 

“Oh, really?” She laughed.

You took her hand and dragged her towards the living room which looked like an elf had thrown up across the room, “Oh my god,” Katie shook her head and laughed.

You rolled your eyes and collected the star from the coffee table, “Look, I left this off so you could say that you helped!” You knelt to one knee and presented her with the glitter-covered star.

“Oh, bless,” She took the star and you hand and pressed onto her tippy toes to settle the star on the top of the tree, “Thank you, I appreciate that,” She gave you a huge hug and squeezed you tight before kissing you deep on the lips.

You smiled goofily at her, “You stink,” She laughed loudly at the statement, “Why don’t you go shower and I’ll make hot chocolates!” You clapped at your idea and ushered her off to the bathroom before making your way to the kitchen.

Once Katie was done, so were the hot chocolates and you had also set out some of the gingerbread cookies, “Look what I made you,” You showed her one of the cookies which was iced with a #1 and was cut into the shape of a medal.

“Beautiful, love. Absolutely stunning,” She took a bite, “And delicious,” 

The night was spent watching Christmas movies and eating takeout in matching Christmas onesies. You were still buzzing as you closed your eyes, resting your on Katie’s chest.

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I am absolutely loving my Katie McCabe TikTok advent calendar!

[woso-fan13]

Sicktember 2023: 9

White Coat Syndrome

“Y/L/N,” Dawn shouts across the locker room, “my office, now.”

“Oooh,” your teammates say sing-songily together, “Y/N’s in trouble.”

It’s like you're instantly transported back to primary school, the principal calling your name over the loudspeaker. Without a doubt, your peers would tease in the exact same way. The only real difference is that your teammates are adults and should definitely know better than second graders. The punishment would almost definitely be the same too- missing out on recess is pretty much the same as missing practices and games. 

With a hot blush across your cheeks, you quickly head to Dawn’s office. You knew better than to keep her waiting. You knock lightly, waiting for a response before you enter. 

“Hey, Dawn, how are you? You look great, you’re absolutely glowing. Are you using a new skincare routine, you’ll have to tell me your sec-“

Dawn cuts you off by clearing her throat. 

“Hello, Y/N, it’s been awhile since we’ve had some good one-on-one bonding. I was thinking we could play a game,” Dawn says, surprisingly meeting your energy and excitement. 

“Ummm,” you hesitate, confused, before sitting down and nodding, “okay, yeah! It’ll be fun! Which one do you think?”

“How about 20 questions? It’s one of my favorites.”

You know Dawn must have an ulterior motive, but you can’t figure it out.  

“I know that one, I’ll start. Dawn, what’s your favorite color?”

“I like light blue. Y/N, who was your soccer idol growing up?”

“Oh, that’s easy: Mia Hamm. If you played on the team, what position would you play?”

“Probably goalie, less risk of an ACL injury. How about this, if you could be any member of the staff, who would you be?”

“Coach, I love all of the tactics behind it. Oh, it’s hard to think of questions. Umm, what’s your favorite drink?”

“Water,” she answers bluntly, “do you think I’m an idiot?”

“What?” you respond, about to continue when she interrupts. 

“Y/N, you’re supposed to answer the question before you ask one. So, again, do you think I’m an idiot?”

“No, no of course not. What are you talking about?”

“Well, I’m not sure if you remember, but you missed camp two months ago because you had covid. And you missed camp last month because you developed asthma from covid and you had to go to the emergency room multiple times. So, my next question, did you think I would forget that you’re required to have a full work up from a pulmonologist before you’re allowed to train or were you simply hoping to avoid me?”

You freeze, eyes wide. You knew that you were supposed to see the doctor, but the doctor scared you. The only reason that you had even gone to the emergency rooms those times was because you couldn’t breathe and one of your teammates had to drag your blue-lipped form in. 

So you put off the appointment, hoping that everyone would ignore your lack of medical approval if you played really well. Besides, you had brought the emergency inhaler that you had gotten at your most recent emergency visit, so you would be fine. 

Dawn sighs, “go get your bag, you’ve got an appointment in 30 minutes. If you get the all-clear, you can practice tomorrow.”

You know better than to protest, going to grab all of your things. You stop for a moment and watch your teammates warming up, jealousy filling your body. 

You walk back towards Dawn’s office, expecting her to pass off car keys and directions. Instead, you find her standing with her bag, keys in hand. 

“Are you ready to go?” She asks. 

“You’re coming with me?” You question, “I thought you would have to stay for practice.”

“I thought you would like the company, but I could be wrong. I guess I’ll go back to practice and you can go alone.”

It was almost comical the way your face instantly paled, the blood draining. Your hand reached out automatically, trying to stop her from leaving. 

“Please, no” you say quietly. 

“Alright, come on then. We have to go.”

You quickly follow Dawn as she begins heading towards the exit, afraid that you would be left alone. You couldn’t decide which was a worse option- having to go to the doctor alone or never being able to play soccer again. 

[daniswoso]

“Would that be so bad?”

Leah Williamson x Reader

Warnings: SELF HARM, mentioned and no one physically does it in the fic but it’s alluded to. Suicidal thoughts, HEAVY on the angst. Please don’t read if you are struggling, and read at your own risk and pace. Thank you.

Summary: What if you want something bad to happen?

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You were in bed. Asleep. Your back to the woman you love.

Meanwhile Leah was wide awake, adjusting herself every 3 seconds, but never being able to take her eyes off the back of your head.

The thing was, you had just faced a life altering (maybe even career changing, but Leah didn’t want to think about that right now) injury.

Your 2 ACL tear in 2 seasons. You recovered from your last one quicker than most, spending 289 days on the sidelines recovering as opposed to the typical 300 odd. Then you tore it again not even 3 weeks later in a match against Tottenham.

Ashleigh Neville went in for an ,admittedly awful, tackle which caused you to go down. You heard the pop, felt the same throb, felt the lump in your throat and the tears stream down your cheeks.

You knew you’d done it.

And Leah knew too, it seemed. Because she came storming down to Tottenham’s half with a look that rivalled the aggression of Roy Keane in his prime, fully prepared to rip both the ref and Neville a new one.

But when she saw you, crumpled on the floor looking utterly defeated she stopped short.

All she could think about was how much this was going to affect you mentally again, just like last time.

Because last time you isolated yourself. You stayed locked in your’s and Leah’s room, only going out for physio or doctor’s appointments, to have a quick wash, a single slice of toast; then the cycle repeated.

Lock yourself away.

Shower and go to physio.

Come back.

Eat one tiny thing.

Lock yourself away.

Repeat.

It was a dangerous cycle, Leah knew that as she was the one looking after you. But some days she felt like she’d failed, some days she’d find both new and faded cuts on your wrist and thighs that knocked her sick.

And this time was no different.

Leah had come to bed. You had been there all day. Leah had done her nightly routine, you had not. You’d been in bed all fucking day.

And Leah felt useless.

So at 3:29 AM, she shook you awake, sick of not knowing what was going on in your head.

“Babe..” You murmured, shaking her hands off you.

“Y/N please, just wake the fuck up.” The urgency in Leah’s voice and the crack in her tone caused you to shoot up.

“Love? Are you okay? What’s happening?” Questions came spewing out of your mouth at a million miles per hour, fearing for the worst.

Leah put a hand on your forearm to relax you and you try to ignore the slight sting of the fabric pressing against the lines on your arm, “I’m worried about you.” She admits.

And your heart stops, slowing down. Your eyes feel like they’re about to pop out of your skull.

“Please, please just talk to me, what’s going on?” Her voice was urgent.

“Nothing.” Your reply was calm, short.

“Y/N…” Leah sighs, switching on the lights. “If you don’t talk to me, something bad’s going to happen! I’m scared! Okay? I’m fucking scared what you’ll do to yourself!” She shouts, desperate to not cry.

“What if I want something bad to happen?!” You snap, your voice dry and your words loud.

Leah stops. You stop.

“Y/N… Are- Do you… Are you going to kill yourself?” Leah murmurs the words as if the mere thought of them makes you sick.

“I… No. I’m not going to, and- and I don’t want to kill myself… I just wouldn’t be sad if I did die soon.” You admit shakily, tears streaming and your breath coming in short shaky gasps.

“Oh… Oh baby.” Leah sobs, bringing you into a hug. “Why didn’t you tell me?” She mumbles into your hair as your tears wet her shoulder.

“I didn’t want to worry you.”

She tries to hold back a sob, kissing the top of your head, “You worry me more by locking yourself away.” She mumbles.

“Please just promise me you’ll talk to me. We can get better together.”

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Yeah.”

You were tired of feeling like you had the world on your shoulders, tired of feeling like you were deadlifting 600lbs by yourself. But you were so grateful Leah was there now.

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A/N: lowk hate the ending, but enjoy anyway!

[faraway-sunshine]

Last ask about anxiety reminds me of issues with the pain scale- Like, "Rate pain at a 0 to 10". People who are in chronic pain (lifelong pain) tend to rate their pain as lower, not because they don't feel less pain than other people, but because they've gotten used to it so don't notice it as much. It'd be difficult to FUNCTION if they noticed it so much! (Group includes me...)

Newer versions of the pain scale tend to have directions less around "rate your pain" and more "rate how much your pain stops you from doing activities you like", which is a more objective measure most of the time

Oof, yes, I'm aware of baseline pain levels.

You see, my sister experienced chronic pain due to a botched ACL surgery after she tore it (the tear itself was already like that), and she's a trooper so she always downplayed it.

I remember one time we were both at the doctor's and she was asked how much pain she was in and she was like "oh, the usual amount" and got a pretty hard stare back.

More recently, I got a similar horrified expression when I said I probably had around the typical amount of thoughts of death when the normal amount is, in fact, zero. I'm just bad at knowing what's normal for anyone else.

I might have to borrow that "how much it's impacting living as I want to" for my next appointment, thanks.

(Thursday 7th September, 2000, 6:35 PM)

[dausy]

My copic crate came in. My plan was to open it for christmas because I wanted the surprise of it. Little kid me would have been happy with it. I think it was fine.

otherwise, I'm procrastinating putting my Christmas stuff away. One of my decorations already fell off the wall so might as well. This time of the year is my least favorite. Winter post christmas is so drab and depressing. My husband does turn 40 in January and I feel weird saying I'm old enough to be married to a 40 year old, but here we are. My little sister just turned 30 also and thats even stranger.

The tree in my backyard finally lost all of its leaves and I dont feel like raking it all up. I'm overdue for some laundry and dishes too.

I had to take my dog back to the vet for a follow up appointment. She finished antibiotics for a UTI right before christmas and her urine was super bloody today at the doctors. It wasn't bloody the last time. They said they'd do another urinalysis and if it comes back bad we'll do a culture...I was like "just please send the culture off now". So no abx until that comes back. On the bright side this is the nicest (as in they're friendly) vet office I've been to here. However, his place is friggen expensive for them not being able to do an onsite UA and for that I miss my old vet in Georgia. I did treat Edie with a pupcup afterwards. I then had to run to the post office and send some more stuff out to my husband overseas.

He sounded like he actually had a decent Christmas himself. He did a 3 day trip to rome with a buddy and they said it was awesome. So that was really nice and a relief.

My workplace is a bit a shitshow. I spent all week training a new girl and my other girls got their ACLS so now they can do conscious sedation so I had to train them on that too. Since I'm the only person who can train people, I'm there everyday all day and I'm..tired. Theres another new girl starting on tuesday and I guess I'll train her too. I just really want some free time to go back to the gym.

I also have to pay over $1000 for our insurances renewing and now I'm looking at tax season and wondering where I put my POA so I can even file taxes and has that POA even expired yet..?

2024 is going to be wild I think. My husband is starting the retirement process when he gets back here in another 4-5 months. We'll probably be looking at moving again at the end of the year. We're going to be stressed out figuring out what to do with ourselves. Also its the lion kings 30th anniversary so I guess I'll just continue working so I can pay for merch I dont need.

just rambling...

[mcatmemoranda]

Questions to ask when interviewing for jobs:

What is the expected number of patients per day to see?

How many bookeable patient hours will I be required for a 1.0 FTE?

Do you double book, who controls the schedule template for non-resident physicians?

What is the nearest hospital?

How long are the hospital follow up appointments?

Is there a nurse or coordinator for helping schedule these patients?

Do we have a SW/Case manager?

Does this facility ask for us to do DOT physicals or other non-urgent care/immediate care responsibilities/primary care responsibilities?

How are referrals handled/is there just PCP follow up/is there a PCP office attached to the urgent care/what facility resources are there, lab/imaging/procedure/fracture care?

What is the MA to doctor ratio? Nurses and nurse triage line? Do you do nurse visits?

What is the turnover of Physician/APPs/MA/nurses? How many other providers are there? How many patients are expected for each panel? What procedures are required of me and is there a process for credentialing if I want to start doing a procedure? Is there access to a consultant if needed or what are the specialist accessibility options available? Will you introduce me to specialists? Who will cover/assist with recertifying ACLS/BLS/PALS/ATLS required/offered? When do benefits start ? Overflow: how is that handled? Call? Marketing?

Structure and organization of workflow? What’s the payer mix? Do you see drug reps? What is offered for loan repayment? What is the HPSA score for national health service core? Does this place qualify for PSLF?

[elise4017]

Anterior Cruciate Ligament (ACL)

Book an Appointment for Anterior Cruciate Ligament (ACL)

ACL is a surgical process to repair a torn or sprained anterior cruciate ligament in the knee. It is  treated by an orthopaedic or a specialist of bone and joint injury. It is a common injury among athletes. In Anterior cruciate ligament acl surgeon uses screws and anchors to fix the graft. Then sewn up the incision. The surgery will take 1-2.5 hours. Symptoms for an ACL injury are knee swelling, severe pain, facing problems to continue the sports and instability and popping sound at the time of injury. After the surgery it will take 2-3 weeks to walk without crutches. For fast recovery you may control swelling by compress or icing it , you should take painkillers for relief or proper medication recommended by your doctor.

[talasuharshitha]

Knee Arthroscopy At SurgiKure in Visakhapatnam And Vijayawada

Minimally Invasive Knee Arthroscopy

Knee arthroscopy is the most common type of orthopedic surgery. Among different types of knee surgeries, the most common procedure is arthroscopic knee replacement. Surgi Kure provides advanced knee arthroscopy to treat shoulder knee problems. Book appointment with the best orthopedic doctor near you at Surgi Kure.

What is knee arthroscopy?

Knee arthroscopy is a minimally invasive procedure performed to diagnose and treat knee joint injury and other similar issues. During arthroscopy surgery, the surgeon makes 2-3 tiny incisions over the knee joint to insert an arthroscope and surgical instruments. The arthroscope has a camera and light attached to it and helps the surgeon visualize internal structures to avoid soft tissue damage. Since the surgery involves minimal incisions, it usually promises a shorter and easier recovery period compared to open surgery.

When is knee arthroscopy required?

Knee arthroscopy is only recommended to patients who have severe knee joint damage or degeneration and haven’t received any significant relief from conservative treatments like medicine, physical therapy, rest, injections, etc. Knee arthroscopy may be suggested for the followed conditions:

Meniscus tears

ACL Tear (Anterior cruciate ligament) or posterior cruciate ligament (PCL)

Inflammation in the synovial tissue

Damage of the articular cartilage

Synovial chondromatosis

Fracture of the patella

Patellar

Knee sepsis

[niks9123]

Advanced Arthroscopy Services in Kharadi & Viman Nagar

When it comes to joint pain or injury, the right treatment is essential for restoring mobility and improving quality of life. For patients in Kharadi and Viman Nagar, Dr. Nikheel Pansare at Swastik Bone & Joint Clinic offers advanced arthroscopy services, providing expert care through minimally invasive joint surgery.

What is Arthroscopy?

Arthroscopy is a cutting-edge procedure that allows surgeons to diagnose and treat joint problems using a small camera and specialized instruments. This minimally invasive technique is performed through tiny incisions, reducing trauma to surrounding tissues. The procedure is ideal for treating a range of joint conditions including:

Knee injuries (meniscus tears, ACL reconstructions)

Shoulder problems (rotator cuff tears, labral repairs)

Ankle issues (ligament reconstructions, impingement)

Wrist conditions (carpal tunnel syndrome, ligament repairs)

With faster recovery times, minimal scarring, and less postoperative discomfort compared to traditional open surgeries, arthroscopy has become a preferred choice for both patients and doctors.

Why Choose Dr. Nikheel Pansare for Arthroscopy surgeon in Kharadi?

Dr. Nikheel Pansare is a highly skilled arthroscopy surgeon with years of experience in diagnosing and treating complex joint issues. At Swastik Bone & Joint Clinic, he uses the latest arthroscopic techniques to ensure optimal outcomes for his patients. Whether you're suffering from a sports injury or dealing with chronic joint pain, Dr. Pansare’s personalized approach focuses on restoring joint function, reducing pain, and getting you back to your daily activities quickly and safely.

Expertise in Minimally Invasive Techniques: Dr. Pansare’s deep knowledge of arthroscopic surgeries enables him to perform procedures with precision, targeting the problem area while minimizing recovery time.

State-of-the-Art Facility: Swastik Bone & Joint Clinic is equipped with the latest technology for arthroscopy, ensuring that patients receive the highest standard of care.

Comprehensive Care: From preoperative consultations to post-surgery rehabilitation, Dr. Pansare’s patient-centered approach ensures a smooth journey from diagnosis to recovery.

Benefits of Arthroscopy:

Faster Recovery: Patients typically return to their normal activities sooner compared to traditional surgeries.

Less Pain: Arthroscopy causes less tissue damage, resulting in reduced postoperative pain and discomfort.

Minimal Scarring: The tiny incisions used in arthroscopic procedures leave minimal scars, improving cosmetic outcomes.

When Should You Consider Arthroscopy?

If you're dealing with joint pain that has not responded to conservative treatments like physical therapy or medication, it may be time to explore surgical options. Conditions such as ligament tears, cartilage damage, or joint impingements often require surgical intervention for lasting relief.

By choosing arthroscopy, you can benefit from a faster recovery and a quicker return to your normal life. Consulting an experienced arthroscopy specialist like Dr. Pansare ensures that your condition is treated with the highest level of care and precision.

Schedule a Consultation Today

If you’re in Kharadi, Viman Nagar, or the surrounding areas and experiencing joint pain or discomfort, don’t wait until the condition worsens. Dr. Nikheel Pansare is here to help you regain your mobility and improve your quality of life. With his expertise in minimally invasive arthroscopy techniques, you can trust that you’ll receive the best possible care.

Book an appointment at Swastik Bone & Joint Clinic and take the first step toward pain relief and joint recovery today!

[kneecares]

Dr Amit Meena | Meet the Best Knee Surgeon in Jaipur - Kneecares

Dr Amit Meena is a fellowship-trained orthopaedic surgeon specializing in Joint Replacement and Sports Injuries and an internationally recognized expert on the diagnosis and treatment of complex knee problems. Dr Amit Meena completed both his medical education and orthopaedic training at Vardhaman Mahavir Medical College & Safdarjung Hospital, New Delhi. He then received a three-year appointment as a senior orthopaedic surgeon at the Central Institute of Orthopaedics, Safdarjung Hospital, New Delhi.

Later on, he joined the world-famous Rizzoli Orthopedic Institute, Bologna, Italy and began his specialized training with Prof. Stefano Zaffagnini in knee surgery and performed numerous complex knee surgeries. He also carried out landmark research into knee replacement, knee ligament injuries, effects of immobility, injury prevention, and diagnosis and treatment of serious knee disorders. He further joined Gelenkpunkt – Sports and Joint Surgery, Innsbruck, Austria, where he got great exposure with Prof. Christian Fink & Dr Christian Hoser in Knee Replacement and Sports Injuries and he treated many world champion athletes from all around the world. During this period, he was involved in the treatment of many professional athletes from European national teams and top football clubs of the English premier league, Bundesliga Football League and Serie A Football League including FC Bryan Munich, Manchester City, Juventus, and AS Roma. He was also involved in the treatment of professional skiers from the Japan ski team, Russian Ski Team, Norwegian Alpine Ski Team, Canadian Alpine Ski Team and Red Bull Medical Centre Europe.

After great exposure to complex knee replacement and sports injuries in Europe, Dr Amit moved to North America and Joined Western University, Ontario, Canada. Here he worked with Dr Alan Getgood and further honed his skills in the management of complex knee disease.

Whether he is treating a professional or recreational athlete, an injured worker, a high school student, or an older adult, all patients receive the same care, compassion and expertise. Patient satisfaction is always Dr Amit’s number one goal. For this philosophy, Dr Amit has been recognized yearly by Best Doctors in India as one of the nation’s outstanding knee surgeon. His talent was recognized and lauded by ESSKA (European Society of Sports Traumatology, Knee Surgery & Arthroscopy) and ISAKOS (International Society of Arthroscopy, Knee Surgery and Orthopedic Sports Medicine) and he was honoured with many prestigious awards.

A prolific researcher and writer, Dr Amit has published over 50 studies and articles in the world’s leading orthopaedic journals and textbooks. He serves on a variety of editorial review boards and is a manuscript reviewer for several highly respected journals. Among many research projects he is leading, Dr Amit is studying surgical techniques and rehabilitation to return to recreational activities after knee replacement procedures, revision knee replacement, revision ACL reconstruction, repair and transplantation of articular cartilage and meniscus, and osteotomies of the knee for a pain-free life.