By the time you read this, I should be on an operating table with a hole in my knee. I hope I'll be sleeping properly and not doing a Hayden Christensen.
It'll be my 2nd arthroscopy in 2 years. This time, to fix a torn meniscus in my left knee which has been hurting since February after I foolishly practised a knee-twisting capoeira movement way too many times.
I'll be very glad to get it fixed. I know it'll never be 100% again, but it should be better than what it is now.
Of course, I could still be in the waiting room, getting hungrier by the minute and spitting the dummy at our public health system. [The last time, I waited 8 hours.]
But I hope not.
Can't wait! See you on the other side :) x
Off to have a good dinner now, and an early night.
It's past 11 and unfortunately, I can't sleep. It's not that I'm anxious. The arthroscopy is just a minor operation.
But I'm starting to remember all the things I'll find painful for a while...
Getting into the bathtub for a shower.
Walking down the stairs.
Vacuuming. [Oh yes.]
And some of the things I won't be able to do comfortably for the next few months...
Walk Georgia. [Not that I've been doing any of that lately.]
Cuddle with her on my lap. [The downside of having a 48kg dog.]
Give my leg muscles a deep satisfying stretch.
Sit cross legged. Sit in any one position for longer than 15 minutes.
Fully straighten my leg. Fully bend my leg.
Squat. Kneel. Run. Jump.
Climb on a chair to reach the baking trays.
Climb up a ladder to prune the hedge.
Other miscellaneous jobs that require climbing.
And the things I'll have to do religiously to get better...
Rehab exercises, 2 to 3 times a day.
Ride a bike.
Slow to medium paced walking.
I expect it'll be the end of the year before I can get back to training capoeira. Back to square one, basic moves.
No more adrenalin rush, endorphins, serotonin and dopamine for a while. I'm going to be one crabby person and I won't even be able to eat chocolate with salt crystals, lemon mascarpone muffins and clotted cream bee stings to make up for it because, as everyone knows, if you eat and don't exercise, you get fat[ter].
It's almost midnight. Time to have a last drink of water and begin my fast.
Well, guess what? The scheduling didn't work.
The arthroscopy is all done! I'm now the proud owner of a hole in my knee. I'd show you, but it's all bandaged up. I promise at least 1 gruesome picture ASAP.
I was the 1st one in the theatre this morning! I have nothing but praise for the good people of our public health system!
No showering for 3 days. Yuk. No housework for