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This entry will be short.. and sweet (just for you Marla)
I entitled it "my right knee".. because I am going to talk about my right knee! To avoid a long entry about its history, I shall at first be brief.
I had aches in pain in my right knee as a child growing up. I eventually 'grew' out of it. Come my first years of high school I had begun track. Low and behold my right knee acts up again. It is somewhat achy again, yet occasionally during high jump I would get sharp pain in it. It appeared to the trainer to be unstable and simply needed physical therapy to strengthen the area. I eventually moved on from that and thought little of it (with minor aches but no sharp pain). This is necessary because it was proven to be the cause of my current condition.
As of a few months ago (uncertain of the date but sometime in November of 08). I was resting on the couch and my knee suddenly locks up. From here I experience more troubles. Instability, pain (sharp and dull), as well as a fear that my knee was falling apart. I at first thought it a mere injury and 'walked it off'. Unfortunately one day it happened again and I realized it was not to be ignored. I informed my parents of my condition and set up an appointment with an orthopedic doctor back home (my dad's). Anyway with time I eventually was diagnosed with OCD.
Yes, I have OCD. Who knew? Well it's not what you think, quite an interesting name though. In fact OCD stands for osteochondritis dissecans. What is that you ask? Fucking bad news man that's what. (What's with my rhetorical questions? ignore the irony of the additional question) Anyway, OCD is a sort of degenerative condition (see below). I have effectively chipped off a part of my femur at the knee. It has slowly sat there in pain and as of the recent even escaped. It hasn't gotten far but is now a floating body. This is stage IV of OCD and means surgery is inevitable. So I go in this Wednesday for arthroscopic surgery to either remove or reattach this floating body (I call him Frank). It will cause me a great inconvenience for these first few weeks of the upcoming semester, but it shall undoubtedly be worth it once healed. I will feel grand to, at least for a while, have 'healthy' knee to frolick about on.
This entry will be short.. and sweet (just for you Marla)
I entitled it "my right knee".. because I am going to talk about my right knee! To avoid a long entry about its history, I shall at first be brief.
I had aches in pain in my right knee as a child growing up. I eventually 'grew' out of it. Come my first years of high school I had begun track. Low and behold my right knee acts up again. It is somewhat achy again, yet occasionally during high jump I would get sharp pain in it. It appeared to the trainer to be unstable and simply needed physical therapy to strengthen the area. I eventually moved on from that and thought little of it (with minor aches but no sharp pain). This is necessary because it was proven to be the cause of my current condition.
As of a few months ago (uncertain of the date but sometime in November of 08). I was resting on the couch and my knee suddenly locks up. From here I experience more troubles. Instability, pain (sharp and dull), as well as a fear that my knee was falling apart. I at first thought it a mere injury and 'walked it off'. Unfortunately one day it happened again and I realized it was not to be ignored. I informed my parents of my condition and set up an appointment with an orthopedic doctor back home (my dad's). Anyway with time I eventually was diagnosed with OCD.
Yes, I have OCD. Who knew? Well it's not what you think, quite an interesting name though. In fact OCD stands for osteochondritis dissecans. What is that you ask? Fucking bad news man that's what. (What's with my rhetorical questions? ignore the irony of the additional question) Anyway, OCD is a sort of degenerative condition (see below). I have effectively chipped off a part of my femur at the knee. It has slowly sat there in pain and as of the recent even escaped. It hasn't gotten far but is now a floating body. This is stage IV of OCD and means surgery is inevitable. So I go in this Wednesday for arthroscopic surgery to either remove or reattach this floating body (I call him Frank). It will cause me a great inconvenience for these first few weeks of the upcoming semester, but it shall undoubtedly be worth it once healed. I will feel grand to, at least for a while, have 'healthy' knee to frolick about on.
As for now I await the surgery. I dread using crutches so I plan on finding a cane to strut campus with. Oh yes, a cane... just like Dr. House (love that show).
Well this turned out to be much longer than anticipated. With that I leave you.
Well this turned out to be much longer than anticipated. With that I leave you.
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Frank huh? :)
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