I have a confession. This is going to be tough to say, but I have to say it.
I have bad knees.
There, I said it. And I said it straight.
Ok, that's not exactly a secret. Like, at all. I've told people for about the last year that I have the knees of a 65 year old man. And then, after reading an article about a 90 year old man that ran a marathon or something like that, I changed it to say that I have the knees of a 95 year old man.
I tore the ACL in my left knee almost 6 years ago. Wow, that's a long time! And my right knee has been acting up for over a year. I hurts when I run (or try to run...) and it clicks every single time I go up stairs. It's not fun, let me tell you.
I finally went to the doctor to check it out a few weeks ago. I decided I should try and get the most use out of my knees while I'm young. I'll probably have to get them replaced in like 10 years... Ok, I'm just kidding, but I wouldn't be surprised if at some point I'll need a replacement surgery.
Good news though! I don't have to get surgery... yet. At this point, Physical Therapy is the only thing that will help my knee. I have patellofemoral pain syndrome. Basically, my knee cap doesn't go where it's supposed to, and it grinds and hurts. The only thing to fix it is to strengthen the muscles in my entire leg so that it will go back in place.
I'm two weeks into my 4 weeks of PT and I haven't noticed any difference yet, but I think my physical therapist is starting to notice a difference. Hopefully she is, at least!
Anyway, here's to hoping that my knees get fixed and I can again have the knees of a 25 (soon to be 26) year old!!! :)
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