The world appears to be splitting at the seams, yes? A U.S. president keeps reaching beyond his grasp for more power than he deserves … or is entitled. There’s more crap to ponder.
With all that laid out there, I want to share with y’all a bit of personal good news. Perhaps you can relate. Here goes.
A few months ago I took a spill in my garage as I was exiting my pickup truck. My feet got tangled up and I fell on my left smack onto the concrete slab on the garage floor. My knee has been hurting ever since. I made an appointment with a radiologist recently and the doc determined I had a torn meniscus tendon in my left knee.
My friends and family have been watching me gimp around for a while now. Occasionally I can be seen with a cane to relieve pressure on my bad knee.
All that changed about 2 p.m. today. I visited an orthopedist in Plano. He took a picture of my knee and confirmed what I knew. “You have a torn meniscus,” he said … then came the magic words. He said he could give me instant relief with a shot in my knee.
So … he did. The shot contained a cocktail of drugs, one of which was a steroid. He injected the stuff into my knee.
Then came “presto!” The pain vanished. It was instantaneous.
I am able to proclaim that as a result I have full motion in my injured knee. I have no pain. I am able to walk at more than a snail’s pace. When someone asks me “How you doing?” I can answer with something a good bit more than “Just OK.”
This message is aimed at others who have experienced similar aches and pains. I know you’re out there.
My lesson to those who care about such things? Don’t ever give up. I might just try to chase my puppies around my yard.