Friday
I saw an orthopaedic surgeon yesterday, or rather, he looked at me. Not all of me, just my right knee. "What happened," he asked. I gave a very brief description of avoiding a large, heavy, swinging, church door, and my emergency stop by using my right leg. Pain and strange movement in the knee rendered me in, "ouch, that hurt a bit," mode. Then a couple of days after the incident, the knee clicked and hurt like hell, but after clicking and hurting, it was swingable again."OK," says the doctor, "that matches what I'm going to tell you."
Short version of medical description follows...when I ruptured the right quad 2 years ago, it was x-rayed and showed no fractures. The leg was strapped up and I was sent home and told to return a week later. Upon returning, the strapping was removed and my knee was somewhat larger than it ought to have been. It was full of blood. Ultrasound showed a hole where the quad had to be. "It's shredded," said the nice doctor. A few hours later I was in theatre.
Anyway, some of that blood has been converted by my body into 3 small bones. These bones are now part of my right knee's joint area. They move about. They get trapped, wedged, pushed into nooks and crannies in my knee. This is what happened 2 weeks ago. If they get larger they can be removed, but there is a good chance that the body will replace them with new bones. So they'll be left alone. The 3 bones will cause similar incidents and I'll have to be aware of that fact. When it happens again, the knee will hurt like hell, will swell up and will need ice and raising. It feels like having a sharp stone in the heel part of your shoe. As long as it's not being wedged between shoe and your heel, it's manageable.
One week to go to Sleep Test Results.
J visited this week. That's for the other blog.