Tag Archives: knee problems

Fine Tuning My Pimp Walk

Four days after surgery I was ready to put weight on my left leg and begin with physical therapy. My stitches were removed and now I have a few tiny “x” shaped scabs. After only a week I began walking home from physical therapy, though it took me about five minutes each block. What is difficult in the long 10 block trek from therapy to the apartment are the cracks in the sidewalk , the tree roots causing breaks in the sidewalk, cars who just wont slow down to let me cross, and the lack of ramps for folks on wheelchairs and hop-a-longs like myself. The ones that do exist are steep or slippery. This makes me yearn for the days when I didn’t have to negotiate with the sidewalk. Sometimes Hernan carries me when crossing streets with heavy traffic, because the folks of Cordoba don’t stop for anything, especially in the mornings. The Cordobeses tend to have a more slow and relaxed way of going about their daily lives compared to the Porteños, but maybe if they put down their mate once in a while they wouldn’t have to be in a rush to drive to work on time. I get a lot of stares from adults who will hold up traffic staring at my swollen knee, trying to figure out what happened while the light is green and other cars are honking at them to drive, yet couldn’t be bothered to hold a door open for me.  Last week while trying to open the door to enter the supermarket, a lady came and just waited impatiently right next to me as I struggled with the heavy glass and my crutches at the same time. This couldn’t be bad karma, since I have a history with crutches and always try to be courteous and hold doors open for folks when I am able-bodied. I take this as incentive to get better quickly, because crutches are annoying, and anyway I need to be completely off them by my next appointment. I remember thinking while on a high school trip to Spain, how impossible it would be to be on crutches walking old world streets with cracks and rocks in them, and now I’m doing it.

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Physical Therapy Round 2

Great news, already bending my knee at 90%! This is great news since with my past three major knee injuries I’ve been quite a wuss, but this time I bend my knee to where it hurts and hold it for a few seconds. So glad to at least sit normally in a chair. Today I did some strengthening exercises and was hooked up to this machine that contracts the muscles. Most of the therapists at my hospital seem really young, but they seem to know what they’re doing. What scares me a little bit is going up and down stairs, I don’t want my knee to come out again, but got to get my strength up. Use it or lose it is right.

 

Here’s a song I’ve been listening to lately:

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First Day of Physical Therapy!

 

I’ve stopped wearing my pirate leg, you know, the ones that keep your knee straight? And today was all about bending. The hour and a half session started when the therapist put some gel on my knee and used a machine to help the swelling go down. She asked me the usual questions and checked my MRI results. After she massaged my knee with this gooey green stuff which I think was novocaine because after a while my little knee went numb. Then she bent my leg around and then did some bending exercises on the medicine ball. After my leg was wrapped in ice for 20 minutes.

Icin' down my knee

As far as physical activities I still can’t go to the gym, but my therapist told me there are a few exercises I can do in a swimming pool, though no swimming. Hope I am making good progress.

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Current State of Affairs

Hi last week I was finally able to see a specialist and get my MRI here in Cordoba, turns out I have a torn ligament. The doc recommended surgery, but says I’m too scared. If I don’t have it the problem will continue. For the next few weeks I’m going to prepare by going to therapy, I need all the luck I can get. I talked to my mom who told me I need to suck it up and quit being a chicken, HA! I am glad that I have folk down here who care about me.

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So This Happened Monday

I was getting out of the shower Monday when I slipped and dislocated my knee. Hernan helped me up and took me to the hospital. Our friend Yusuf also showed up, since he knows what it’s like to be a foreigner in need of medical attention outside his country. We were in and out in an hour, which I can’t say the same about private hospital care in the States. I had x-rays done, and the doc said I’m going to physical therapy, as well as another test given my history of knee problems. I’m icing and taking ibuprofen, and Hernan and our friends are proving to be a big help. They’ve bought me facturas and are great company. I’m not in any excruciating pain, but I hate this kind of stuff. See, I’ve been having knee problems since I was 11, and doctors always said exercise was the better route compared to surgery and my problems could still continue. My knee issues made for interesting travel companions when I was backpacking South America as I had a similar injury three weeks before my bus to Peru.  I exercise and go to the gym, but I find my knee limits me from doing activities normal folks do, such as running without worries. I should be able to be up in da club and booty pop to my heart’s content without worrying about one false move. Previous doctors psyched me out of surgery, but now that I am young maybe it is the best road to take after all.

Anybody care to share their knee stories?

The current state of affairs

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