Saturday, March 30, 2013
I have recovered well enough that I took the dogs on their standard two mile walk today. My right hand tended to suffer some, and my left knee bothered me for the first mile - which was new. Fortunately after the first mile it didn't hurt any more. I have been adapting since 1999, when my right knee hurt so much that I couldn't sleep. Losing weight and glucosamine got that one back so I could walk Harry a mile in comfort. Then, in 2005, after the bypass surgery the surgeon stopped everything, and I never started the glucosamine until my left knee was killing me and a cortisone shot helped just a little. I gave up the Aerdyne then and switched to walking. Later the knee got bad again, so I quit climbing stairs and got rid of my stick shift car. Then I could climb stairs for a while, but lately that hurts my left knee. Now, if just walking gets bad enough, I might finally concede. The BW has had two fake knees for 10 years, so I know the rehab hurts a lot, and I sure like waking on my own knees. Maybe I'll just keel over before it gets too bad again.
Anyhow, we're all doing just fine here.