It was Osgood-Schlatters. It wasn't good. It's a growing pains thing, and I had to have a lot of treatment on it. I just shot up immediately and didn't have any kind of physique to deal with it physically. I was tall, all arms and legs, and a bit gangly.
When I was born, they put casts on my legs 'cause I had some kind of dysplasia or something. My legs were all messed up.
I jumped off my lift, smashed my knee pretty good - my meniscus and everything. So I had to have surgery.
Whenever you get an inflamed tendon, you've got a problem. OK, here's the next pitch to Gene Tendon.
I tore ligaments in my shoulder completely off the bone.
I've broken my wrist, dislocated toes and shoulders, gotten stitches, you name it. However, the worst was a severely bruised femur. I got body checked into an open gate while playing hockey. The doctor couldn't believe I didn't shatter my femur.
In 2010 I had to learn to walk again when I had my legs made the same length, after living with one leg two inches longer than the other until the age of 51.
My knee is screwed. I had the meniscus cut out.
I was born with a crippled leg. I wore a corrective shoes since I was three years old and I still wear them.
When I was 12, I snapped my arm in two. My wrist still has a funny bump because they didn't join it back together so great.
I tore my right shoulder to pieces - three external tears, a labrum tear, and a detachment of the bicep tendon.
My mum sent me to ballet from the age of five, not because I was that into it but because I had really knock knees.
