So, the MRI results are in. I have a meniscus tear, fabella, torn posterior crucius ligament, bursitis and osteo arthritis behind the patella. It needs surgery as it does not repair itself.
I am to see an orthopaedic surgeon and meanwhile I must rest the knee and use pain killers.
We have bought a shower chair and a wheelchair. I have had Chris push me on the seat of my walker, but it is a big strain on his heart and I worry about him.
It is difficult to focus enough to write at the moment and I spend a lot of time on the couch aka the beach, or in bed with my electric blanket.
I am just able to stand enough to wash some dishes, cook a meal and stack the washer and dryer. Chris helps sometimes and has been my legs.
I am making use of the slow cooker a lot, cooking the meals as I am able to stand.
As with all new health issues, I am trying to come to terms with this "new normal" and the constant struggles with fibromyalgia are now "normal" and this new challenge is calling for all my ability to accept my new lot in chronic illness.
I am disheartened that both my knees have now given way (I have a torn meniscus in my other knee), and am trying to feel grateful that I could afford a wheelchair. Thank goodness for afterpay.
I am trying to be thankful for my new wheels, and I am also trying to give this new situation over to the LORD. I guess it's all a part of grieving what I have lost and accepting it, and not giving way to self-pity. It's hard.
However romantic a picture I can find really doesn't cut it for me as I struggle to accept that I am now wheelchair bound, and instead of a new car, a wheelchair is my new wheels.
Thank you for sharing this sister. I got a wheelchair in 2015. It's for when I leave the house (which I have not done in 18 months, seriously). I can get around my house with a cane, cannot get downstairs. I felt a lot of different things about the wheel chair. Ultimately what helped me was to remind myself it was a gift of freedom and to not feel less than. For the first time in my adult life I enjoyed the zoo, because I didn't have to be in pain every second. Both of my knees are a wreck, so I can relate. I am holding out for the Rapture. Love Kelly
ReplyDelete#Maranatha! me too!
DeleteAlso, I stopped driving in 2019. I couldn't hold the brake for long because of my knee. In some ways these things release us from some responsiblities like for me driving.
ReplyDeleteKelly, I seriously believe my driving days are over too. It was driving that caused this new knee problem. I hear you and am praying for you too! Be blessed!
Deletethank you sister
DeleteI'm so sorry that you are in so much pain. I'm thankful you were able to get the wheelchair though. I've heard that it takes awhile to get used to. I hope you are able to get surgery soon as well. Lifting you up in prayer.
ReplyDeleteThank you for those kind words and prayers, Janine. I appreciate it.
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