Bright & early this morning, I tootled off to Convenient Care, to see how much damage I'd done to my knee.
Madame Doctor - a new one; I didn't recognize her - poked around a bit, grabbed my leg & tried to bend it in various strange directions, then pronounced: "Your knee is stable," by which I assume she meant I'd done no serious damage to the joint.
She gave me a knee brace to wear, and told me to call my friends over at Orthopedics - the same folks who did the hand surgery last April (and last August). Alas, no fancy pain pills or anything. "Just take some Aleve," she said.
I wore the brace all day at work. It didn't help all that much. Instead, it kept sliding down around my ankle and getting in the way. I took it off before coming home, since it's rather difficult to get in or out of Mr. Explorer if I can't bend my knee.
The knee feels a bit stiff, a bit achy. Moving it in certain ways still hurts, though not as much as yesterday. I haven't needed any Aleve yet today.
The ortho folks are booked solid for the next two weeks, so by the time I get in to see them I imagine I'll be entirely back to normal. (Or as close to normal as I ever get.) This will lead to a rather awkward patient interview:
"Where does it hurt?"
Well, it doesn't, any more.
I'm hoping they'll at least want to do an MRI or something....
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