I have to confess that I don’t like talking about any ailments that I might have. The one exception to this is if it affects something like going for a walk. Which is what happened to me on Thursday.
I’d been for a walk along my usual route, past the Cockle Ponds, along the sea front, up the high street (pausing at the Craft Cafe for some lunch) and then home. Except this time, as I approached Gosport Museum, I started getting a twinge in my knee. Within no more than about 10 yards, the pain was so intense that I had to stop walking, and I really couldn’t move. I hobbled up to Morrison’s and was seriously considering getting a taxi to take me home. I didn’t.
By the time I got home, I was still in a lot of pain and really quite worried, so I phoned 111. They took me through a diagnostic and said they were arranging for the Doctor to give me a call, which they did a while later, and followed that up with a face-to-face on Friday. In the meantime, the Doctor prescribed some painkillers.
By the time the Friday appointment came round, things had eased a lot, and I was able to walk. Elayne took me to the Med Centre.
The Doctor asked more questions and had a feel of my knee. There was some fluid there, but not enough to justify inserting a needle to draw it off. The doctor’s guidance was to finish the course of painkillers and to take it easy with walking for a while.
I’m still hobbling, but it is definitely easier. I don’t think I’ll be visiting the Cockle Ponds for a few days. I’ll see how it goes next week. I’m following the pill regimen, and things are easier, but I will take it easy. I’ll have to see how things go in judging when I’m ready to resume walking.
That’s frustrating, because I’m keen to get to Stokes Bay for my geology project with the u3a.
Sorry for going on about it.
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