OK, so not everyone really wants to read about knees, right? They are just there, you don’t think about them, they just work, right? Or do they?
Contrary to what my brother thinks (i.e. “you’re just getting old, Ann”), I’ve actually always had trouble with my knees. Ever since I was in high school there has been a problem – a congenital defect, as the doc so kindly said.
Every once in while, my left kneecap would just pop out. No reason, no particular circumstance, and it certainly was not a product of a sports injury! (I am probably the least sporty person I know) If you have ever had a kneecap dislocate, you will appreciate that it…hurts. Like you wouldn’t believe. Not an experience you want to happen even once, much less with frequency.
But it continued to happen over the next couple of years, so at 19, I had knee surgery to correct it (the much maligned Hauser procedure, look it up!). Spending all summer in a cast wasn’t particularly fun, but at least after the surgery it no longer popped out of place.
Fast forward to now! The years have taken their toll on my already-damaged knee, so it needed repair (and ok, I am “at that age” for joint problems anyway). Luckily for me, knee surgery has moved on (painkillers, too!!), so this week I had keyhole surgery to do a bit of light repair to my knee.
The report is that the surgery went well (thanks, Dr Seara),but due to the damage to the kneecap itself, my orthopedist says it will only buy me a few years – then I will need knee replacement, a whole different category of hurt as surgery goes!
So I’m happy with that, and ’nuff said about me and my knee!