Friday, August 06, 2010
For the past two days, I've been entirely off meds -- yay! -- and I'm already feeling a little more connected to the world. I hope it holds!
On the less positive side, my knee's been hurting like a sumbitch. Ice packs help, as does frequent movement (in a rocking chair, say), so the joint doesn't stiffen, and I've been swimming or using the elliptical -- recommended for folks with knee problems -- to buoy my mood and to keep working on my weight, which is definitely one of the contributing factors. But the problem's gotten to the point where stairs are a challenge; I have to do one step at a time, since bending the knee with any weight on it becomes very unpleasant very quickly.
Next week I'm in Berkeley; the following week, I'm going to see Katharine's orthopedist. My Berkeley visit will involve a second-story dorm room, in a building I suspect doesn't have elevators, and mandatory walks downtown for both exercise and food. I'll be slow and careful. Annoying, but not the end of the world.
That week, Gary and I are also both going to see a dermatologist. He has a mole on his face that's been worrying me for a while: our doc says it's probably nothing, but best to get it checked out. Best to get both of us checked out, since we live in the sunniest state in the country and I'm truly awful about using sunscreen. I have a black mark under one toenail that's probably a bruise, but I'll feel better when a doctor reassures me that it's not skin cancer.
Ah, middle age! I'm not sure I can count the number of specialists we've collected.