While I lay on a plinth, a Swiss doctor gestured that I should lift up my left leg. He bear-hugged my leg and resisted its elevation with his full body weight. He grunted as he fought my movement.
He wasn’t the only person prodding and inspecting me. A team of doctors, biokineticists and physiotherapists surrounded me. It was like the United Nations of medics. Besides the Swiss doctor, there was a lady from Israel, a young athletic Austrian and two Americans.