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the poor knee?
Hi Yowie,
How's your knee? Purrs it's improving by now. I can only guess at how colorful it must be. Hope you're getting around okay and your family's taking care of you ;o) Christine |
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the poor knee?
"Christine Burel" wrote in message
Hi Yowie, How's your knee? Purrs it's improving by now. I can only guess at how colorful it must be. Hope you're getting around okay and your family's taking care of you ;o) The knee now looks like a sick purple & yellow grapefruit rather than a black, blue & purple soccerball. There's a little movement in it, better in the mornings than at night when the swelling is less (as I can't keep it 'up' all day), and I can bear my whole weight on it without a problem. I just can't *bend* it so I can walk properly nor can I abide by anything touching it so I cant sleep on my side as I'd prefer to. Ironically, the back, right knee and right hip are far more painful. Because I have to walk with my damaged knee straight, and can't bend the knees to bend over, my back is taking alot of strain, and the right knee & hip have started to complain because they have to do all the work themselves rather than sharing the load with the left side. The back always been a bit dodgy, and at the start of these holidays I did something nasty to it whilst I was picking up the 25kg Yowlet. With many trips to the Steve-the-physio (he's fantastic, not only a good physio but a good headologist as well) I thought we'd just about got it fixed - maybe one or two more sessions (who knew being put on the rack and being stretched was an incredibly *pleasurable* thing?). But the back is now out of whack again and I can't go for treatments because it involves bending my knees. The truly ironic thing is that the doc gave me a little pill to 'ease the swelling'. I don't think its done any good for the knee whatsoever, but when I take one, the back improves dramatically. The hardest part of daily life is going to the toilet. I am thankful that iI'm tall because I can just about grab at the door fram and haul myself up from there. Any shorter and I'd have to yellf or Joel to pull me off the loo each time I went. We went to see 'Aliens versus Monsters' last night and having ditched the crutches (they just seemed to get inthe way) I deeply regretted it whilst trying to navgate the steps they had *without a handrail*. I also was dying for the loo as soon as we got out (why o why do I drink those jumbo sodas whilst at the cinema?) but had to wait till we got home because that cinema doesn't have a disabled toiled and Joel couldn't come rescue me from the ladies. I've also come to the conclusion that a) the disabled get a raw deal in our town and b) that even though the facilites for disabled people are woefully lacking, I still think there should be such a thing as a *temporary* disability pass - I can't walk very far and really want a parking spot close to the place I need to be (i'm just grateful I can drive at all - if it was the other knee we'd be stuck as Joel doesn't have licence), I find it incredibly difficult to navigate steps and need the extra bars in the loo to get up, but all these 'disabled' facilites are unavailable to me because I don't have the official 'disabled' sticker, pass and key (the disabled public toilets are kept locked because people were using the extra space in them for rather more nefarous purposes, and there's a special universal key giving to the disabled that are formally recognised as such). I wouldn't need to be considered 'disabled' forever and I acknowledge that in my current state I am still more 'abled' than some offically recognised as disabled folks, but at the moment, my 'ableness' is about the equivalent as anyone else with an immovable knee, whether that be a permanant condition or not. I thought pretty much the same thing when I was in my ninth month of pregnancy, but it can take up to *two years* of beauracracy to get that stupid sticker and key, and apprantly the disability needs to be permanant to qualify. What a strange world. Yowie -- If you're paddling upstream in a canoe and a wheel falls off, how many pancakes can you fit in a doghouse? None, icecream doesn't have bones. |
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"Yowie" wrote in message ... "Christine Burel" wrote in message Hi Yowie, How's your knee? Purrs it's improving by now. I can only guess at how colorful it must be. Hope you're getting around okay and your family's taking care of you ;o) The knee now looks like a sick purple & yellow grapefruit rather than a black, blue & purple soccerball. There's a little movement in it, better in the mornings than at night when the swelling is less (as I can't keep it 'up' all day), and I can bear my whole weight on it without a problem. I just can't *bend* it so I can walk properly nor can I abide by anything touching it so I cant sleep on my side as I'd prefer to. Ironically, the back, right knee and right hip are far more painful. Because I have to walk with my damaged knee straight, and can't bend the knees to bend over, my back is taking alot of strain, and the right knee & hip have started to complain because they have to do all the work themselves rather than sharing the load with the left side. The back always been a bit dodgy, and at the start of these holidays I did something nasty to it whilst I was picking up the 25kg Yowlet. With many trips to the Steve-the-physio (he's fantastic, not only a good physio but a good headologist as well) I thought we'd just about got it fixed - maybe one or two more sessions (who knew being put on the rack and being stretched was an incredibly *pleasurable* thing?). But the back is now out of whack again and I can't go for treatments because it involves bending my knees. The truly ironic thing is that the doc gave me a little pill to 'ease the swelling'. I don't think its done any good for the knee whatsoever, but when I take one, the back improves dramatically. The hardest part of daily life is going to the toilet. I am thankful that iI'm tall because I can just about grab at the door fram and haul myself up from there. Any shorter and I'd have to yellf or Joel to pull me off the loo each time I went. We went to see 'Aliens versus Monsters' last night and having ditched the crutches (they just seemed to get inthe way) I deeply regretted it whilst trying to navgate the steps they had *without a handrail*. I also was dying for the loo as soon as we got out (why o why do I drink those jumbo sodas whilst at the cinema?) but had to wait till we got home because that cinema doesn't have a disabled toiled and Joel couldn't come rescue me from the ladies. I've also come to the conclusion that a) the disabled get a raw deal in our town and b) that even though the facilites for disabled people are woefully lacking, I still think there should be such a thing as a *temporary* disability pass - I can't walk very far and really want a parking spot close to the place I need to be (i'm just grateful I can drive at all - if it was the other knee we'd be stuck as Joel doesn't have licence), I find it incredibly difficult to navigate steps and need the extra bars in the loo to get up, but all these 'disabled' facilites are unavailable to me because I don't have the official 'disabled' sticker, pass and key (the disabled public toilets are kept locked because people were using the extra space in them for rather more nefarous purposes, and there's a special universal key giving to the disabled that are formally recognised as such). I wouldn't need to be considered 'disabled' forever and I acknowledge that in my current state I am still more 'abled' than some offically recognised as disabled folks, but at the moment, my 'ableness' is about the equivalent as anyone else with an immovable knee, whether that be a permanant condition or not. I thought pretty much the same thing when I was in my ninth month of pregnancy, but it can take up to *two years* of beauracracy to get that stupid sticker and key, and apprantly the disability needs to be permanant to qualify. What a strange world. Yowie -- If you're paddling upstream in a canoe and a wheel falls off, how many pancakes can you fit in a doghouse? None, icecream doesn't have bones. Don't know what your 'little pills' are, but I was surprised to learn that valium has gain popularity as an off label treatment to muscle spasms. Mainly lower back problems. I can understand the desire to keep disabled facilities usable for the disabled, but a key seems awfully extreme. I understand having to have a doctor 'prove' you need a parking space, though you can easily get a temporary one here. But there are a LOT of people that need a bit of extra room as well as the grab bars to help them get up from the toilet. Sometimes the public ones are just a bit low and can be a real problem for anyone with even minor knee issues. Newer public building here sometimes have, in addition to the usual his and hers restrooms, a few single restrooms for use by either sex who have mobility problems, or for those who need a caregiver to accompany them. Jo Jo |
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Yowie wrote:
"Christine Burel" wrote in message Hi Yowie, How's your knee? Purrs it's improving by now. I can only guess at how colorful it must be. Hope you're getting around okay and your family's taking care of you ;o) The knee now looks like a sick purple & yellow grapefruit rather than a black, blue & purple soccerball. There's a little movement in it, better in the mornings than at night when the swelling is less (as I can't keep it 'up' all day), and I can bear my whole weight on it without a problem. I just can't *bend* it so I can walk properly nor can I abide by anything touching it so I cant sleep on my side as I'd prefer to. Ironically, the back, right knee and right hip are far more painful. Because I have to walk with my damaged knee straight, and can't bend the knees to bend over, my back is taking alot of strain, and the right knee & hip have started to complain because they have to do all the work themselves rather than sharing the load with the left side. The back always been a bit dodgy, and at the start of these holidays I did something nasty to it whilst I was picking up the 25kg Yowlet. With many trips to the Steve-the-physio (he's fantastic, not only a good physio but a good headologist as well) I thought we'd just about got it fixed - maybe one or two more sessions (who knew being put on the rack and being stretched was an incredibly *pleasurable* thing?). But the back is now out of whack again and I can't go for treatments because it involves bending my knees. The truly ironic thing is that the doc gave me a little pill to 'ease the swelling'. I don't think its done any good for the knee whatsoever, but when I take one, the back improves dramatically. The hardest part of daily life is going to the toilet. I am thankful that iI'm tall because I can just about grab at the door fram and haul myself up from there. Any shorter and I'd have to yellf or Joel to pull me off the loo each time I went. We went to see 'Aliens versus Monsters' last night and having ditched the crutches (they just seemed to get inthe way) I deeply regretted it whilst trying to navgate the steps they had *without a handrail*. I also was dying for the loo as soon as we got out (why o why do I drink those jumbo sodas whilst at the cinema?) but had to wait till we got home because that cinema doesn't have a disabled toiled and Joel couldn't come rescue me from the ladies. I've also come to the conclusion that a) the disabled get a raw deal in our town and b) that even though the facilites for disabled people are woefully lacking, I still think there should be such a thing as a *temporary* disability pass - I can't walk very far and really want a parking spot close to the place I need to be (i'm just grateful I can drive at all - if it was the other knee we'd be stuck as Joel doesn't have licence), I find it incredibly difficult to navigate steps and need the extra bars in the loo to get up, but all these 'disabled' facilites are unavailable to me because I don't have the official 'disabled' sticker, pass and key (the disabled public toilets are kept locked because people were using the extra space in them for rather more nefarous purposes, and there's a special universal key giving to the disabled that are formally recognised as such). I wouldn't need to be considered 'disabled' forever and I acknowledge that in my current state I am still more 'abled' than some offically recognised as disabled folks, but at the moment, my 'ableness' is about the equivalent as anyone else with an immovable knee, whether that be a permanant condition or not. I thought pretty much the same thing when I was in my ninth month of pregnancy, but it can take up to *two years* of beauracracy to get that stupid sticker and key, and apprantly the disability needs to be permanant to qualify. What a strange world. Yowie I don't know if this has been mentioned as yet: You can buy 2" to 5" toilet risers which make it much easier to get up. Any medical supply store should have them. They furnish them at the hospital after hip and knee replacement operations. I was in a restaurant when an older couple came in, the woman on crutches and her husband carrying her toilet riser! FYI tall toilets are now available, but cost more. Good luck. MLB |
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the poor knee?
Gee, Yowie, it's just not right that you can't get a temporary disability
sticker! I'm glad you're improving, although the stresses placed on your other body parts and your descriptions (amusing and dismaying at the same time!) make me cringe for you. I'm glad you have a good physical therapist. Purrs that things speed up healing soonest! Will be thinking of you! Christine "Yowie" wrote in message ... "Christine Burel" wrote in message Hi Yowie, How's your knee? Purrs it's improving by now. I can only guess at how colorful it must be. Hope you're getting around okay and your family's taking care of you ;o) The knee now looks like a sick purple & yellow grapefruit rather than a black, blue & purple soccerball. There's a little movement in it, better in the mornings than at night when the swelling is less (as I can't keep it 'up' all day), and I can bear my whole weight on it without a problem. I just can't *bend* it so I can walk properly nor can I abide by anything touching it so I cant sleep on my side as I'd prefer to. (snip ) Yowie -- If you're paddling upstream in a canoe and a wheel falls off, how many pancakes can you fit in a doghouse? None, icecream doesn't have bones. |
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Yowie wrote:
The knee now looks like a sick purple & yellow grapefruit rather than a black, blue & purple soccerball. There's a little movement in it, better in the mornings than at night when the swelling is less (as I can't keep it 'up' all day), and I can bear my whole weight on it without a problem. I just can't *bend* it so I can walk properly nor can I abide by anything touching it so I cant sleep on my side as I'd prefer to. Ironically, the back, right knee and right hip are far more painful. snip Continued purrs, Polonca and Soncek |
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On Apr 2, 2:02*pm, "Yowie" wrote:
Ironically, the back, right knee and right hip are far more painful. Because I have to walk with my damaged knee straight, and can't bend the knees to bend over, my back is taking alot of strain, and the right knee & hip have started to complain because they have to do all the work themselves rather than sharing the load with the left side. Always after spraining my ankle or knee (I've done both knees once and each ankle at least 3 times- I'm something of an "expert patient" on lower limb sprains although over the last 7-8 years I've only one ankle when I found out last year that a black cat crossing your path isn't always lucky as it was Dunzi and she tripped me up)within a few daysthe sprain has stopped hurting and the other leg and lower back are a lot more painful. In fact after the last time (I'm getting old!) my ankle was just swollen and stiff after a couple of days but for a couple of weeks after my back was so bad I couldn't walk too far and really shouldn't have been carrying anything heavy but Dave can't so someone has to bring the cat litter in! Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furballs |
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