From a friend in Michigan.
Many people of my acquaintance have more health difficulties than me. Although I don’t feel happy when hearing of others suffering, I like the idea of sharing the load. A wise person said, when you share a problem, you cut it in half. Sometimes talking about a health issue makes you feel better. We also keep ourselves informed via discussion.
My biggest problem is Arthritis. Sometimes I can’t sleep because the pain is so bad. These pains are not the little achey pains we feel all our lives, these pains are caused by a disease some refer to as “age related.”
Yesterday, I saw my osteopathic surgeon about my knee (again). He operated on my knee a few years ago when I tore the meniscus while working in my garden. “You must have a hell of a garden,” he told me at the time.
Since then, I’ve hired a fellow to help me with the garden. John will be out here today, trimming the roses, viburnum, and other shrubs. He said it was “too warm” last Saturday, which reminds me of the wild temperature swings we’ve had this winter.
But I’m drifting. Back to the topic of my knee.
Yesterday, when I saw my surgeon, he injected a new drug into my knee. Cortisone shots were not helping, so he’s trying a drug called Hyaluronic acid.
Dr. M. will give me injections of this drug for three weeks. Yesterday, after he gave me the first shot and bandaged the site, he left the examining room to go to his next patient. Suddenly, blood began spurting out of my knee, and David ran out of the room to summon help. David’s doctor, who happened to be standing in the corridor, came running, knelt before me like a suitor, and applied a gauze pad tightly to my knee until the bleeding stopped. Then, Dr. R. applied another bandage and said, “We can’t have you going out the door dripping blood, it’s bad for business.”
PS I take a blood thinner, hence the spurting.