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Monday, November 29th, 2021 05:57 pmDown to physio today. My joints seem to be in good shape, which is a relief after all the Common Wisdom that 'the first three months are absolutely crucial in getting flexion back in the knee.' Evidently flexion never left mine, which is nice. Physio eyed the bruising on my leg, asked if I was taking blood thinners (yes), remarked 'I tell my patients that a knee surgery theatre is like a carpenter's shop- saws, hammers, chisels, they use them all.' I'd kind of suspected that might be true, given what happens when you have teeth out under a general anesthetic ie be as rough as you please since no consideration need be shown to the unconscious body at your disposal.
Of course then left hip flexor went into complete spasm and would not unspasm no matter what, but even that was useful because he gave me an exercise to help with that tetchy area of my body. I'm still a bit ow there, even after bringing in all my battery of pharmaceutical big guns, but such is the intriguing Voyage Around My Body that I have embarked on.
Like, yesterday's big activity was to go downstairs and sit on the sofa and come back up, after which I fell asleep around 7, woke at 10, got out of clothes, took out lens, and went back to sleep, not to wake until 8 a.m. And very nice that was, especially as nothing hurt at all, a major change from what had been happening all day. Today after trundling down and being poked and bent for an hour and coming home to cook a meal and try out the Cryocuff (a total loss: requires half a bag of ice and does nothing: really, a bag of frozen peas is better value) I feel disinclined even to lie down.
Of course then left hip flexor went into complete spasm and would not unspasm no matter what, but even that was useful because he gave me an exercise to help with that tetchy area of my body. I'm still a bit ow there, even after bringing in all my battery of pharmaceutical big guns, but such is the intriguing Voyage Around My Body that I have embarked on.
Like, yesterday's big activity was to go downstairs and sit on the sofa and come back up, after which I fell asleep around 7, woke at 10, got out of clothes, took out lens, and went back to sleep, not to wake until 8 a.m. And very nice that was, especially as nothing hurt at all, a major change from what had been happening all day. Today after trundling down and being poked and bent for an hour and coming home to cook a meal and try out the Cryocuff (a total loss: requires half a bag of ice and does nothing: really, a bag of frozen peas is better value) I feel disinclined even to lie down.
