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Sunday, 24 February 2019

You just don’t...

realise how much you need your leg until it lets you down.  I discovered that pearl of wisdom on Friday night.
Since moving to Hythe, we walk everywhere, it’s so good for your health, what! Coming back from the shops I could tell my gammy leg was getting gammier by the minute. I flopped into my sexy German recliner as only a Mae West lookalike can, hoping the elevation or a very large gin might work its magic, 
last bit’s a fib!







As man was off for early doors at our friendly local I decided to slip into something more comfortable ie out of my corset!
Going up the stairs my knee protested at each rise until three down from the top it said 
‘Bugger this!’ making the protest in terms of excruciating pain. With a cry to curdle milk I sank down.  Himself was up the stairs 
like a long dog out of lane five 
at Catford dog track.

‘I’m not going to the pub and leaving you in this state!’ he said as he peeled me off the ceiling.

‘Go, I’ll be fine!’

‘NO!’
I do love a masterful man, 
(hope he doesn’t read this?)
For the next half hour we 
struggled to get me back down the stairs. 

‘I am taking you to A&E!’
The pain was too bad for me to 
do anything other than feebly agree.
Alright, me, feeble and agreement aren’t usually words one would instantly put together, however that gives you the merest sensation of the pain.

Friday night in A&E isn’t to be 
recommended, when I was wheeled in, the sight of wall to wall bodies was enough to give me even more pain... we’ll be here for 
three days!  Whether it was the 
fact I had only two days before 
been investigated for a DVT, 
I was very swiftly fast tracked  into see the triage nurse then into ex-ray to discover, no my knee wasn’t broken or dislocated, I had a lot of arthritis and to add insult to injury a calcium stone behind the knee.  Never heard of it? We were in and out in one hour and ten minutes, my experience with our NHS has been fantastic.

Getting out of the car my 
cries were heard along the south coast; the Dungeness fog horn was instantly redundant.  It took us forty five minutes to get up the stairs on my bottom, getting into bed was another interesting experience.  I always cracked on about what a high pain threshold I had, maybe not?  Yesterday I popped pills, me who doesn’t do pills! Paracetamol my drug of choice.  Prone in my chair I resisted the temptation to ask for himself to peel me a grape... 
I always knew this walking business should carry a  government health warning, now if I had a dog it would be so much better!?!


15 comments:

  1. Gawd, that pain turns my stomach. Eat those pills, damn the consequence. What is the prognosis? And don't give up Mae West. Something good will come of it. Just look at that dress!

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    1. Must confess I don’t feel very Mae West-ish at the mo.

      That pebble obviously hasn’t landed as yet? I posted it on the 11th, just wondering whether I got the address right? Sorry!

      LX

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    2. The pebble has landed; it's better than magnificent. It probably will slip into a blog.

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  2. OUCH! that all sounds extremely painful. What happens next? hope you've got some stronger painkillers than paracetamol.

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    1. No Sue, I don’t do painkillers normally, although my resolve has been severely tested! The next step is an ultrasound to see what exactly is the cause of this pain?

      LX

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  3. My hubby had a similar experience a couple of years ago. He was working at an apartment and had been taking his tools downstairs to his van and on the last trip his leg gave way on the second last step and he couldn't move without excrutiating pain. I had to come to the rescue and took him to A&E where he was first told it looked like a Bakers Cyst behind the knee(don't ask me what that is!) However he went for an ultrasound and was told his cartilige had delaminated! Apparently in the olden days if you got that they went in and scraped out all the 'junk' however they found in those cases there was more arthritis further down the road so now they just leave it and it gets better on its own. He was on crutches for about 4 weeks! It was a nightmare as I had to do all the driving and my hubby is the worst passenger in the world - its about the only time we really argue! And in the car we really really argue lol. I hope you get better soon. Is it just coincidence that it happened just after you told us all the woes of your leg previously??? Spooky. Get well soon. xx

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    1. Wow! What a coincidence. This morning I have had a long chat with hub’s chiropractor, who incidentally I was booked to see tomorrow. From hearing my symptoms over the telephone he is sure I have two things, well of course I would have wouldn’t I? One, a return of the sciatica caused by wear in my lower back and the meniscus has gone walk about from my
      knee. So off now for two flaming scans and until I can get up his stairs I won’t be able to get any hands-on treatment. The funny thing is, after our chat I can see a chink of light, so feel more cheery. Is your husband back to full flush of manliness? I do hope so.

      How is you dad and all things family, any improvement?

      LX

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    2. Hubby is back to full (?) fitness thankyou. I hope you are too very soon. It all takes time this healing nonsense. It will be very awkward moving house with a gammy leg! Although it will get you out of a multitude of things too! Dad is doing ok. We're waiting for social services to now move him to a care home for a bit more care than the hospital can provide. He's not in as immininent danger as was first predicted and may last a few more weeks yet, which will be much better for him when we can get him out of the hospital where with the best will in the world the poor nurses do not have the time to give him the level of care he now requires. I'm now embroiled in discussions and paperwork to sort my mum and my dad out before we go away at the end of this week! I must be mad but I need a break and can't wait to see my son. Hope you get well soon. x

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    3. Enjoy your trip on the 30th, your son will be looking forward to seeing his mum.

      LX

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  4. Ouch,! Ouch! Ouch! I can feel that excruciating pain just by reading your description. Please - either take Ibuprofen or use Ibuprofen gel on your knee, back & front. Or patches to take away the pain - there are always alternatives to pill popping.
    Look on the bright side - you have a valid excuse for not visiting Audrey; maybe the feller can go and break the news!

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    1. Send the troops in to break the news... what a cunning plan! Just wish I didn’t have the Boudicca tendency of always having to lead from the front! Must confess it has crossed my mind whilst in the grips of pain...

      LX

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  5. I feel for you.....a couple of years ago I got something similar. It seemed it was a bit of " bone" broken off and wandering about in my knee. Excruciating if the knee " locked". I ended up having a cortisone jab in it...and it gradually got better. They said the bit of stuff might find a nice place in there to go that wouldn't hurt!!

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    1. Sounds super, just talk amongst yourselves amid groans whilst the errant splinter decides on a new home. Don’t we just take the wonderful bit of kit that is our old bod’s for granted? I know I do, or should I say did!

      LX

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  6. I have absolutely no doubt that your resident grape peeler is capable of looking after you, but it does sound as though you need something stronger than the over the counter painkillers. Is it any less painful today - and is there anything which can be done to fix it?

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    1. Have trolley, will travel... himself is out on a mission of mercy as we speak. How I’ve managed to snag such a treasure this late in the day never ceases to amaze me! Even this morning as I was instructing him on the gentle art of dish washer stacking, my statement ‘You’ve no idea have you!’ Was countered with ‘No, none at all!’ When someone agrees with such a damning statement there really is nowhere to go! Laughing, I hobbled back to flop groaning in the chair.

      Slightly better and I don’t feel so full of despair as I did yesterday. Luckily I am well on the way with packing, so not a huge amount to do. My tapestry is coming on a pace, fortunately it wasn’t packed so don’t feel totally useless.

      LX

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