It’s 6am, an ordinary Thursday morning, when the alarm sets off to get up. Another working day in the office is going to start. I didn’t sleep very well due to a pain in my left knee, and I notice a swelling. During the day the pain decreases but the swelling remains, hence I decide to make an appointment at the doctor for the following day.

On Friday, 18 April 2014 I walk into the hospital in Bangkok and the doctor examines my left knee. We both agree that it is most likely a meniscus, as my mother had several meniscus operations before and I knew the symptoms. In order to get more clarifications, I head immediately for an X-Ray.

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