Tuesday, July 15, 2014

I was afraid, but overcame it

During my last (pathetic attempt at a) bike ride I realized I simply couldn't go on the way I have been, struggling with my leg. Waiting for it to get better, giving it a rest, then starting gradually, with lots of stretching and some core work. It's mildly better, in that I can usually walk without grimacing, but it's not right, and showing no signs of getting any better.

Back when I had the slight tear in my medial meniscus, I went to Dr. Macdonald and it was wonderful. Well, except for the low back wrestling contests. I found it extremely difficult to relax enough to let him deal with my low back. My mid back isn't much better. There were a few times I thought I was going to pass out afterwards. This is me, not him.

So during the visit we did a brief review of what's been happening. I need to get an X-Ray of my low to mid back. There may be some impingement on the nerves, which could affect anything in my entire lower body. My right knee is in pretty good shape for a guy my age and activity, which is a relief.

This session was a bit of a warmup, really. Lots of mobility work for my right leg to see what's what. Some deep work in the hip flexor, and something in the top side of my butt. The muscle you walk with, whatever that's called. Then there was a bit of crickle-crackle. Not much, in the great scheme of things, and it didn't hurt. Yay! I can feel a bit of a difference in my legs, but I'm looking forward to a good night's sleep. He didn't say it, but I could hear him thinking it, wondering why I'd stopped coming, and why I'd taken so long to come back.

Curtis is still trying to tell me, politely but firmly, that he doesn't need the medication being squirted into his mouth. I am beginning to wonder how much is actually getting in, and how much is being spat out or ending up on fur. I have to admit, he seems totally back to normal. He was snoozing and I got a bunch of photos of him, mouth open. You can see the one missing bottom tooth. We were told to not go looking in his mouth, but from what we can see things are looking very good.

Swam and water ran on Monday. Gack. Let's not even talk about it.

Staining is happening to the outside of the lodge. I'll blame a bunch of hours of that for why the swim sucked. There is much more staining to happen.

I was over to Sunterra to get a coffee this morning, and it was so darned nice out I almost didn't come back. Several of my colleagues took an extended break out on a patio somewhere. I'm not quite sure what I'm actually doing there. If my leg had been feeling better, I might have headed it home to go for a run.

I got my best laugh of the week from Twitter the other day. There was a notice to yyc that casual two-week was over, and to please show up at the office on time, wearing grown up clothing. I loved it. This year it seemed the guys were dressed sloppier than ever, and the women, well, let's just say there's no better time to be a guy, or a lesbian than during Calgary Stampede.


  1. Glad to hear you're getting your leg/back looked at - and manipulated - so you can get back to doing what you love, Keith!

    Speaking of love - love that pic of Curtis! At first, I thought you had taken a picture of him at drug-administration time - but sleeping? Too funny.

    1. Sound asleep. Snoring. I've got a dozen pictures or so. Maybe I should assemble them into a collage. There's probably an app for that, but I don't know of it. Or don't think I do.

  2. Curtis is so handsome, though he looks positively Glaswegian with that tooth missing :) We had to give Jack medication for 6 weeks that made him foam at the mouth, silly beast would run around distributing it over as many surfaces as possible.

    Good luck with the treatment, I hope it goes well, and quickly, for you.


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