We got the worst possible outcome. I thought by being supremely optimistic, even when she wasn't getting any better, we could  somehow coax fate into giving us a good outcome, but now I just feel like I have been a fool. The impression from the MRI scan today was that of a completely ruptured ACL, she may not be able to windsurf anymore, it will be months before she can start running, she may even have to go for an operation. This is someone I have grown to care alot for, but now I can't forgive myself, for asking her to go blading. This could be the beginning of the end, for us.