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Full recovery

23 Oct

After almost six months, one MRI scan and too many physiotherapy sessions to count, my knee is finally healed. What started off as an innocuous trip which affected my knee when I was out running in March has taken a lot of time and effort to put it right.

I don’t want to sound like I am complaining (but I probably will sound like I am) but it does feel strange to have be able to walk and run and not have any pain in my right knee. It is scary how quickly you get used to pain and how it becomes a part of your life on a daily basis.

Perhaps part of my long recovery was my fault. I should have gone straight to a doctor or a medical professional when my knee started hurting. Instead I “rested” for a while and then carried on. In future, I will just go straight to a doctor. The longer recovery time is not worth it.

I found the whole of the summer to be completely frustrating. The weather has been great and I had the target of getting myself fit again this year. But that just hasn’t been possible. It’s been a pain (literally and metaphorically) not to be able to be exercise as much as I wanted to. And then there was the heart-sinking moment, when the doctor told me it was time to have an MRI and then operations were talked about. I can’t imagine being on crutches and going through an even tougher rehabilitation process.

Now it is autumn (and now I am going to sound like I am complaining again…) and the weather is starting to turn colder and I know that my time is limited for runs and bike rides outside. It seems to be one frustration after another. I am almost 90% sure that I have decided to buy a season swimming ticket so I can improve my fitness over the winter and strengthen my knee even more without putting strain on it.

I was hoping to complete an ultra marathon in 2019 but I think that will have to be put back to 2020 now. I don’t want to push myself too far and injure myself again. The cycle of frustration needs to stop!

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Medical Matters

20 Jun

No one likes to go to see the doctor, do they? Unfortunately, in the past few months our household has been a regular visitor to doctors and medical professionals.

First of all, I had a accident when I was running which was causing me pain at the back of my knee. The knee would be aching for days after any form of exercise and would hurt when I was going upstairs or bending my knee in any shape or form.

I went to see a knee specialist at the hospital and the words “possible torn meniscus” and “MRI” were muttered. I was happy when he suggested a course of physiotherapy to see if this improved things. I went for physio for twice a week for three weeks. I tried to run on the knee as well and I was really happy that, although I could feel some pain, it wasn’t half as bad as it had been. The doctor agreed to carry on with more physiotherapy, as it seemed to be helping a lot.

I have been frustrated while I have been out of action. I haven’t be able to go running, play sport or go cycling. I am really excited to report that when I went running last weekend, I had virtually no pain or aching feelings in my knee immediately or in the days afterwards. The physio also said this week that it was the first time that he wasn’t able to feel fluid in my knee. I am so happy that I will be able to get back outside and do some running training. I will feel like a dog that has been let of its lead for a few weeks at least before I start complaining that I don’t like running and I don’t want to do it anymore. But this means no more hospital or physio appointments.

My other half was in hospital at the start of May for an operation. It was not an emergency and was planned, so it wasn’t a big deal or anything that was risky. However, it turned out that both of us needed treatment in the end…

I arrived to pick him up and take him home. We had to wait for a while until the doctor came in to see if he was ok and to confirm that he was ok to go home. It was a hot day but in the morning when I left for work it was raining and chilly so I wore my winter coat into work. By the time I got to the hospital, I was so warm that I undid the back of my blouse to try and cool myself down.

Shortly after, the doctor came in to talk about the operation and ask my other half how he was feeling and if he was in any pain and so on. It was then that I was starting to feel faint and I noticed that I was beginning to sweat more and more. I told my boyfriend I wasn’t feeling so well and he told me to sit down on the bed and have a lie down but I felt stupid taking his bed from him when I had only come to visit.

The next thing I remember was I was lying in the bed, wondering why my boyfriend was standing next to the bed and a male nurse was taking my blood pressure. Apparently I fainted and hit my head on the wall but I just remember waking up and feeling a lot better than I did a few moments before.

On the plus side, I did get a free cup of coffee once I had come round and then we were quickly off home.

I am hoping that my knee rehabilitation continues to go in the right direction and I don’t have to go anywhere near a hospital in the near future. I don’t want to have to faint again to get a free cup of coffee.

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