Knee icee

Well, whaddaya know, here I sit again with a bag of ice on my knee. It’s freaking June and I’m down again with my knee. Apparently I have Plica Syndrome…oooh, sounds so…well, syndrome-like. It boils down to a knee part, that isn’t even essential, becoming irritated after an injury involving inflammation. Lucky me.

I’ve tried so hard to keep my muscles in shape but it just hasn’t been perfect so I went to my 3 month follow-up to ask if my pain is normal or if it should be 100% by now. Well, it should be. So the consensus between the doctors today is Plica Syndrome, which could require surgery…please, send some positive energy to my Plica if you get a spare moment.

I opted to have an injection to try to get the Plica back to normal without surgery. All was well until I had to sit still for a 2-hour meeting this afternoon at work. I could feel my knee tightening up and becoming stiff and painful but there was nothing I could do about it. So after the meeting was over I tried to stand up, and guess what, it didn’t work. I spent the remainder of the hour at work wheeling myself around in my desk chair as if it were a wheelchair. But it worked and I started the exercise/ice regimen when I got home. It’s feeling slightly better now but still a pain.

So once again I’m running [figuratively speaking, of course] from the threat of surgery. I plan to do everything just as I’m told as far as exercise and activities because I’m really ready for this to be over.

I’m also thinking I won’t be skiing unless I can ski on a regular basis. This whole thing started with my infrequent ski trips and being out of shape, as well as not stopping for a rest when I became tired. I was just trying to get that last hour filled with skiing. Stupid me. Next time, I’ll stop when I feel my legs get tired.

Well, I guess I learned my lesson about pushing it, that’s for sure.