I hobbled into the doctor’s surgery using a pair of sticks donated by Maggie’s surrogate mommy (henceforth referred to as MSM) who also gave me a lecture as she plied me with tea (and I hadn’t done anything bad!).
Hubby and I could give Sar Wars a run for the money with two sticks a-piece as light sabers and a wobbly stance.
Good news is that everything tested thus far has come back normal.
I took in our BP machine and she was pleased with the readings, so I am on the BP tablets for a while still.
She could see I was in difficulty, so we rolled my trousers up and had the comparison test.
Yep. There was swelling.
Yep. There was inflammation.
Yep. There was definitely a problem.
Then came the bendy part.
I am not, and never have been Twizzle (I still remember Footso’s song).
My knee could bend in some directions, but one in particular brought tears to my eyes, and she identified the problem straight away.
It would appear I have a Meniscus Cartilage Tear (tear in the knee cartilage).
How it happened is anyone’s guess and all I can do is PRICE it.
P protect against further injury
I’ve been prescribed painkillers and anti gastric pills to protect my stomach against ulcers from said painkillers. If I still need to take the painkillers in two weeks, I’m to call the surgery to talk to her and she will arrange more blood tests to make sure my kidneys aren’t affected. Sigh: the knock on effect of certain medication and they wonder why I don’t want to go on statins for my cholesterol.