Wednesday, 18 May 2022

Click, Click... OUCH!


My knee is still nowhere near being right.
I scoffed and mocked when they told me it could be 6-8 weeks before I recovered from my 'embarrassing slip' but here I am, 7 weeks to the day since I tumbled, and it's still giving me grief. I stepped off a pavement today and had to stop sharply as a moped came roaring past, and the jolt of pain I felt through my knee left me breathless. 

Bastard thing.

It's not just a discomfort issue, either, it actually feels like there's something wrong with the joint. At first, I had put the 'puffy', sensitive feeling down to a bit of internal swelling, but nearly two months later I've still got clicks and grinding sensations and I'm starting to think I may have actually done some damage beyond a simple sprain. I've started cycling again in a hope to build the muscles up around the knee, but I think that may be a bit of 'closing the stable door after the horse has bolted.' (Or, perhaps more appropriately, '...after the horse had bolted, fallen, and buggered his cartilage up.') There's no sense protecting something that is already broken, after all. It's like putting bubble wrap around a cracked vase or putting a dust cover on a book that's already been splattered with paint.
I'm not saying that I think I've broken anything, by the way, but I'm pretty sure that your knee is not supposed to make a squelchy sound when you're climbing upstairs, and I'm pretty sure it's not supposed to feel like it has a snapped guitar string flopping around in it when you're walking. 

Strangely enough, cycling is fine. It doesn't make it hurt at all. But when I get back home, climb off the bike and try to walk through the house to get some water, THEN it starts to throb like a bee sting on a ballsack.
It's probably gone on long enough and is still bad enough to warrant a trip to the doctors, but I can't be bothered to wait 45 months for a scan, so I guess I'll stay on the ibuprofen.


RC 18-5-22

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