"The good go up. The bad go down.” That’s what I told the physical therapist when she asked me about my crutch experience.
Awhile back I had a procedure to repair minor damage in my left knee. Because of several tears in my meniscus, the cartilage that provides padding when the bones gather for a committee meeting under the kneecap, I felt bouts of pain and stiffness. The soft tissue tears were snipped and trimmed by arthroscopic surgery.
The operation took less than 20 minutes. And then I was in recovery, shifting from the dreamland of drugs to the “Huh, where am I?” stage.
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