My knee is “f”‘d up again.
I am due to work with 5 year olds on Friday and the podiatrist who initially diagnosed my tendonopothy said I needed to invest in firmer shoes.
Well, like a dummy, I listened to him, and wore the shoes for 3 hours on Saturday.Now, below the right hand corner of my knee cap on my left knee, I have a helluva bite pain.
This is, IMHO,falling under the “when it rains it pours” category.
If there is some relief tomorrow, well, I’ll lay low and hope for the best.If not, I guess I’ll traveling to Somers’ Point for my birthday.
Tra-la-la-la…you know the rest….ppppbt!
Well, we spent the morning in Somers’Point, where I had an appointment to see my infectious disease doctor, who had told me to stay on my antibiotic and the ointment that he had prescribed for me, and wants to see me a week from Friday.If there is no significant improvement, then, I am assuming, that the hospital bag I have packed and taken to the past three appointments which I never used might actually be opened.It goes without saying that I am hoping against that.
I am supposed to start walking” a little” to try to get my legs used to getting out there again.I was warned that there was to be no excess, or I might end up back at square one.That’s just what I need…NOT.We have all been playing the price for being stuck in the house, or should I say all of us but Jim.
The overcast day was an appropriate match for my mood.I had been around the block enough that I KNEW there was a chance that I’d have to be admitted.Thanks to the creme he told me to put on, the creme lightened my knee so it wasn’t the scary shade of violet that it was. Now my knee looks almost normal, but a little warmer shade of pink.As per the doctor’s directions, I started walking a little outside in order to get rid of my sea legs and get them working back to the state that they were in at the beginning of last month.
Two of my nurses can’t wait to accompany me on my walks.
Today, I touched base with my orthopedic doctor and updated him with what’s going on with my leg.
Sitting my desk while I was on my phone,I saw my calendar and realized I’ve been laid up with this for almost three weeks.
Three weeks,two antibiotics…
The doctor told me he wanted me to come in tomorrow so he can actually see what is going on.I realized that I am going to get some peace of mind.Either I am going to have to get admitted and get some stronger antibiotics or I am going to another course of my current antibiotics.After all my cancers and other illnesses,I have always appreciated being healthy.Being over 55,I realize that you have to savor what you have and come back stronger to keep it.I have been laid low for a reason, and, in the end,I know the result is I’ll be back stronger than ever.I am trying to rest and get better,and at the same time,recharge my batteries.Granted there are times the girls and I look at each other, and I know they miss the norm I have established with them, especially since we have been down here full time.I know the first time that we get all out back walking together,it’ll be like we never stopped.
The bay will still be there.Things will be the same.In order to go on,though,there’s one important thing.
“I’ve got to get better.”
We all can’t wait!
It’s a beautiful day down here at Delaware Bay.I should qualify that by saying, I THINK it’s a beautiful day.
I can see out my front and back windows and it is a pretty day, but I haven’t been out of the perimeter of the house.You see, I woke up this morning and the red that was working to leave my knee?Well, it came back with a vengeance.I am waiting for the orthopedic doctor to call me back as I type this.
It is a pretty day. All my windows are open, no air-conditioning, and a good breeze is going through the house.The girls are in their usual positions, which is always a few feet from me.I had the inspired idea to call my buddy Denise, who was my maid of honor, and it was good to hear her voice.So with the exception of a warm, red knee,I am good.
Sorry for venting, but that is over.Things have got to be looking up!
God, I miss being outside!
Since I’ve been sick I’ve been as far as the perimeter of the front yard and back yard, although Jim and I snuck out real quick for some banking this afternoon: it was a car ride so it really didn’t count!
We have spectacular sunsets down here at the bay, and I have to admit, there are times where I’d just be too tired, and I figured I’d walk down to the bay tomorrow and, like mass transit, “catch the next one.”
I don’t think I’m going to be missing them once I get better.The key here, though, is to actually BE better so I can walk down and catch them. I know the girls miss being out, and being in the yard, for them, is a lousy substitute.
The girls are with me as I type this, and Zush is lying low and Kasia is looking out the window for her dad. I have a lot of mileage to make up with them!
Some days it seems like only yesterday.
This upcoming Thursday marks five years since my double knee replacements.I remember taking the girls for a last walk the night before the surgery, and as I walked down the hill toward the field, I felt the crunching in my knees and thought that it’s the last time I’ll hear that sound and feel that feeling.
So much has changed in those five years.
My Mom is gone,we left the city,I retired…I can go on and on.
Fortunately,with my union bargained medical benefits.I managed to get through the whole deal,and the pain is a faint memory.
Life goes on.
My leg is rebelling.
More precisely, after close to a year of fit bit zipping, my right leg below my knee, is rebelling. Yesterday and today,it has been swollen a bit.
If you remember,or if you are late to the party, I had double knee replacements in March of 2011.So there should be no issues, right?
With the swelling as one part of the Knee-d Bermuda Triangle, the second part would be the medical care.
Oh yeah.Had double knee replacements and have an issue with a leg? Don’t move ninety-some miles away from the surgeon who replaced your bum knees.You see, down here in the boonies, NOBODY wants to deal with your sore leg, as they don’t want to touch someone else’ work.Nice, eh?
The third point of this triangle is the leg itself.I used my head and didn’t do 15,000 steps today: I was babying it a little bit. The leg is somewhat less swollen than it was yesterday, and honestly, pain was really not an issue.It’s just when something gets swollen with your leg, and you know you are smack dab in the middle of your fifties, you get concerned.
Thanks to my friend Kate for a long distance consult.To my other buddies who have heard my tale of woe, thanks to you too. Zush and Kasia still got walked and by using my head, we are hopefully going back down to normal.