I have been playing doctor. No, not that kind of “playing doctor,” though Lord knows I did a bunch of that when I was a kid. What can I say? I always had an inquiring mind. And get your head out of the gutter, Miss Terry isn’t putting on a nurse uniform to live out some fantasy of mine. I bought the damn uniform for her three years ago and it’s still hanging in the closet. Right next to that French maid outfit.
Anyway, enough of that. I’m playing doctor because my knee hurts. It started hurting a few weeks ago when we were putting up the last of the paneling in the garage. Somewhere between lifting and carrying the heavy sheets of indoor/outdoor paneling, kneeling down to attach them at floor level and all that, I started feeling some pain in my right knee. No big deal, those things happen when you get old, right? I rubbed some topical pain reliever on it, took a couple of ibuprofen tablets, and went about my business.
The pain abated a bit, but then returned and never really left after that. Sometimes it has been a sharp pain that makes it hard to walk and at other times it’s just a dull ache. And occasionally, for a short while at a time I’m not aware of it. The strange thing is, at night when I go to bed, as soon as I lay down, it really starts to throb. I would think it would hurt more when I’m up walking around putting weight on it, but when I feel it most is in bed at night.
I mentioned it to my chiropractor, who probed a little bit with her fingers and said she thought maybe my tibia had become misaligned a little bit. She did an adjustment and said if it didn’t let up to come back and see her in a week or so. Nothing really changed, so I went back for another adjustment. Still nothing.
Meanwhile, I had an intake appointment with my new civilian doctor, and when I mentioned my knee to her, she said it was probably arthritis and gave me some type of topical pain relieving cream to put on it. That didn’t make any difference, either.
Then, a few days ago, when I was at the VA, I told my doctor there about it. She poked and prodded for a moment and said she thought it was an inflamed tendon, ordered a prescription for a different topical pain reliever, and said to ice it now and then. So far, that hasn’t helped either.
By the way, did you notice that all of my medical people are women? Yes, it’s true. I have to pay women to touch me.
Being a guy who knows how to do a little bit of research, I got online and started looking for suggestions as to what the problem might be. I Googled knee pain, I looked on Web M.D. and some other online places, I found a Yahoo page dedicated to knee pain, and I mentioned it to a couple of retired doctors I know on Facebook. And my self-diagnosis paid off! I figured out what my problem is. My knee hurts. Maybe all of that playing doctor as a kid paid off after all! Who knew?
Thought For The Day – I talk to myself, because there are times I need expert advice.