Evidence Blog

Since I was little I liked to dance, unfortunately when I was 13 years old I suffered a
knee dislocation, being so small I came to believe that it could be a fracture. In my
house, where everything happened, only my grandmother was there and she could
not take me to the hospital since she is an elderly woman, so my grandmother called
the emergency room so that someone could come to help me.
After a while of much pain, the ambulance finally arrived to take me to the closest
hospital in my city, there they did an x-ray in which the doctor could see that it was
only a dislocation. It is something you stay with for life, that's why at the age of 26 I
have suffered about four dislocations in my right knee, despite performing therapies
it is something that will happen again in the long or short term.