Wednesday, October 08, 2014
My last blog post shows me grinning happily. Little did I know that 3 days later my knee would cave in and cause me lots of problems for nearly 2 months. I don't think the knee gave in because I had recently travelled from London to Manchester and back again on the same day. That meant about 6 hours sitting on a train. I was worried it might be a blood clot, but I didn't have the right symptoms. Instead I can only blame jumping up too quickly from a chair when I was doing one of my theatre volunteer shifts.
Over the next few weeks, my whole leg became so sore that I occasionally needed to take painkillers....which I never usually do. It became so weak that I was even looking at the walking sticks in my local shop.....though I couldn't bring myself to buy one. My other leg was doing most of the walking and started to come out in sympathy.
I made a doctor's appointment (which is something else I rarely do) but the earliest was 2 weeks away. By that time, I could feel the leg getting very slowly better, so I cancelled the appointment. I also remembered a colleague who went to the doctor with a sore knee who was told "There's nothing wrong with it. Stop walking funny or you will stick like that." I think that doctor failed his "bedside manner" exams.
I read articles that said sore knees need some rest and also some gentle exercise. Going to the gym was out of the question as it takes me 30 minutes to walk there and 30 minutes to walk home again. However, I carried on at home with some gentle Pilates exercises, decorated 2 rooms and put my front and back gardens into hibernation.
A couple of days ago I realised that I no longer needed to hop up and down my stairs at home. We recently had a builder visit to give a quote for renovating or replacing the stairs. He was surprised at how deep each step is and said it was a long time since he had seen any like it. That made me feel a bit better about not being able to run up and down them like a gazelle.
Yesterday I received an email from the gym saying how much they missed me. Yeah right. I know it was just churned out by a computer. However I had already decided to go back there today. I walked the 60 minutes round trip and all for the sake of 15 minutes in the gym. But I am going to take things very gently. Whatever I pulled in my knee doesn't want to be pulled again.
So far I feel great and I will go to the gym twice a week for a month and then build up to my usual 4 times a week.
Legs are great. We really need them and I want to make mine last forever.