Friday, February 3, 2006
Genu Muchwobbly
No swollen joint photos to document this case of pain from the hardwoods, but in my weekly Friday afternoon basketball game(s) I did something tendenciously nastytastic to my left knee. I've never suffered knee problems before (all shoulders and ankles, my long-ago surgeries), but I've observed more than a teammate or two who suffered season-enders with bad knees. Only one of them was able to walk off the floor with a torn ACL (must've been partially torn), and he was back to playing just a few weeks after surgery if I remember correctly. Notably, he was also a guy who referred to sprained ankles as "sprung ankles," and so, because I'm not a doctor yet, I think it's excusable to adopt just this kind of neologism to lighten the self-diagnosis: sprung left knobbler. If, by tomorrow morning, the pain intensifies, maybe it's worse than I've determined. But I can hobble on it, so I'm counting on the injury to be much less severe than some of the worst cases I've witnessed. Prognosis for watching Superbowl XL: Probable.
Posted by Derek Mueller at February 3, 2006 8:30 PM to Slouching Towardice ice ice ice
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Thanks. You'd think we'd have a winter around these parts by now so I could have Ph. collect ice packs from the front lawn. Ice from the freezer? In February? In Syracuse, New York?
Posted by: Derek at February 3, 2006 9:14 PMsenioritis forgot one: REST. It sucks--as I'm sure you know--having to sit out for a while. But well worth it.
Posted by: madeline at February 6, 2006 8:56 AMTrue. I'm giving the workouts a break and getting happily reacquainted with my slothful self.
And oh! what a painful Superbowl to watch, with or without a sprained knee.
Posted by: Derek at February 6, 2006 9:03 AM