She went to the orthopedist today. He looked at the MRI films and decided that surgery wasn't warranted. He prescribed knee braces and physical therapy... a good thing, in our opinion.
She found a supplier of knee braces that can be worn underwater. Since this is the only place she can get exercise, this is a good thing.
She's still in a buttload of pain, though.
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My wife is disabled. Much of the time, there isn't enough space between the pain and drugged insensibility for loving sex. This blog is a diary of our journey. Or just a place to shout. This will not likely entertain you. For that, see my links.
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- Two steps backwards, two steps forward
- Lost ground made up
- Pain specialist
- Tears of relief
- Tired of sleeping on the recliner
- New conclusions, new directions.
- Sleeping on the couch
- Orthopedist
- Fibromyalgia
- Because fat people don't injure themselves, clearly
- Gah! Not giving up. Not giving up.
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- Exercise is an anti-depressant
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