Sunday, March 28, 2010
What a difference a little twist makes
It's been down hill from there. One day I'm bowling and building up my strength. The next day I begin working on my sore leg and it seems to be getting better. Add a few days and I realize it's not getting better, it's getting worse.
It's really distressing to find you can't do what you did the day before. I now use an oak hiking stick to get around. Sometimes, if the day's been tough, I even use a walker we had in the garage.
I want to go back in time and not trip over the chair. Aside from that, I just want it to get better, a little better each day. My doctor's working on it, but not nearly quickly enough to suit me.
My little bears are made from mica-bearing clay. I bought them at Taos Pueblo in New Mexico last fall. They make me smile. I could walk then.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
They did an MRI today of my sore knee. I'd had one before and it was pretty easy, though it took a lot of time. Today's MRI was scheduled for 45 minutes and took 1 1/2 hours. During that time my knee was in a sort of mini-MRI sized just for knees. The time wouldn't have been so bad if my knee hadn't been held in a miserable spot for all of that time.
The best part of the whole MRI ordeal was that I got to have as many heated blankets on me as I wanted.
The next best thing was my husband took me out to lunch afterwards.
The next, next best thing is that my knee isn't any worse for having it done. Earlier X-rays had hurt to the point of tears.
So, nothing has happened yet to fix the knee. Understandably, I'm anxious to get on with fixing it.