Ortho appointment postponed because FOOD POISONING. Will have to wait until next week to find out if I need surgery.
In the meantime, I’ll be over here, rehydrating like a champ.
I’ve been peeling mangoes the wrong way until now!
Just did myself a large cantaloupe smoothie using this method it is so quick it blown my mind!
YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I’M FREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW MY JAW DROPPED SO HARD THIS IS A NEW ERA OF MY LIFE I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF
Just obtained a referral to another orthopedist that both my new chiropractor (who seems pretty cool) and my PCP like; scheduled an appointment next month for a second opinion on this whole surgery shindig.
LOOK AT ME. BEING SO ADULT.
Saw my orthopedist today. A year ago, he told me I “wasn’t a surgical candidate” and sent me to physical therapy without ordering an MRI.
After hearing my updated sob story* this morning, he scheduled an MRI for me tomorrow and suggested surgery.
I have another appointment with him next week to review the MRI results, go over what surgery would mean in more detail, and ask all my questions (and I have ALL OF THE QUESTIONS), but in the meantime I’m sitting here on the Internet falling further and further into the rabbit hole of lateral release horror stories.
One the one hand: there have been moments over the past year where I was desperate for a surgical fix. Even, theoretically, one involving lopping my leg off and learning how to use a fancy running prosthetic.
On the other hand: depending on where you look, this surgery has somewhere between a 14% and 93% success rate (my ortho claimed 75%). Those odds feel…shady.
I’m trying to ignore both the “ZOMG THIS FIXED EVERYTHAAAAANG!!!!!” and the “I had this surgery and now I’m permanently disabled LIFE SUXXX!!!!” stories online, and I’m doing my due diligence and have asked my PCP for a referral to an orthopedist at another practice.
Mostly, though, I’m reeling at the thought of being someone who might need knee surgery. My conception of Those People are that they are either crazy intense athletes who injure themselves, Kevin Ware-style, or that they are people who have struggled with joint pain their entire lives and will end up having multiple knee replacements (see: the forums on KNEEguru, where members list their surgeries in their post signatures like badges of honor). I am not one of Those People, except apparently I might be.
If you need me, I’ll be over here sitting in the giant hazy cloud of WTF, trying to sort out what’s next.
*Wow, you must really like reading about Internet strangers’ weirdo injuries. For your pleasure, then: more than a year of pain; am not only not running anymore but also not biking (indoors or outdoors) and not hiking and not walking to work and not practicing too much yoga and not doing squats, even the body weight kind, because it all hurts. Hooray!
Three miles of easy Maine hiking (flat and non-technical but while carrying a fully loaded pack) this weekend; minimal knee pain. I’ll take it.
Also: 30 ridiculous minutes of “weight loss Pilates” this morning, as per my chiropractor’s recommendation. I loathe exercise videos, but apparently they’re the best way to strengthen my weak butt.
Sadly does not involve a full, three-dimensional halo of golden needles. Even more sadly: I had to take my glasses off before we got started, so I didn’t even get to see the needles at all. BUT I WAS SO CURIOUS.
Initial impressions: it was mostly painless (I’ve had mosquito bites that hurt more), kind of relaxing, and…fine? I’m planning to go again next week.
In the meantime, I’m getting cozy with this awkwardly titled Pilates-ish video recommended by my chiropractor, re-entering the world of foam rolling to try to ease some of the tightness in my butt, and trying not to fret too much about How Long It Will Take before I’m “better.”
Chiropractor yesterday and acupuncture this evening. Really hope it’s exactly like this.
(Side note: is anyone else watching Crossbones? I started to fill the silence while I was working on a craft project and expected to hate it, but it was kind of…entertaining.)
…yes, yes, please god yes.
Essentially: The Knee is still
being a bitch problematic. I’ve been ignoring/avoiding it in the hopes that one day I’ll wake up and magically be cured, but instead what’s happened is that I’ve stopped exercising regularly and gained 20 pounds (real talk) and generally feel like an unhappy lump.
Appointments scheduled over the next three weeks: orthopedist, chiropractor, acupuncturist. I’m going into this with as much optimism (and as little skepticism, despite my current view of chiropractic and acupuncture as fairly “woo”) as I can muster, plus no small amount of determination not to be brushed off. It’s not just about the running anymore—I can’t hike or ride my bike or even go for a long walk without things flaring up. It’s become an overwhelming quality of life issue, and so even though I’m not running anymore and am nervous about reaching out to medical professionals claiming to be a “runner,” I’m doing my best to put on my Grown Up Pants and get over it and advocate for my own health.
I am a bit nervous, though, so if you have any words of encouragement to spare, please send them my way.