Friday, April 8, 2011

Of MRIs and Men

I finally went and sought professional help on the results of my MRI.  Not the doctor, oh no.  Doctors are for drugs and referrals.  Physiotherapists are for getting stuff done.

It turns out I have a high grade tear in my MCL.  No ACL at all, which is good, minimal meniscal involvement, lots of old arthritis and bursitis.  Jen the wonder physio says the end of the bone was bleeding (!) into a very small space causing inflammation and pain.  Nothing radical to be done except ultrasound and acupuncture to reduce the goop and thus the pain.  I love her - she doesn't suggest I stay off it or limit my activities in any way except for trying to avoid falling on my left knee so it won't bleed anymore.  Nice.  She did hook me up with a seriously medieval-looking knee brace to protect, of all things, my kneecap which seems to be more fragile than one would like.  Kneecaps apparently are the kind of things that lead to arthritis in old age and at my increasingly advanced age these are things am starting to worry about.  I don't want to be one of these old ladies that whinges about climbing stairs or stepping up curb or having a handicap-accessible washroom. 

We also talked a bit about the possible neuroma on my left foot which is aggravated by too-tight shoes and running long distances.  She seemed to think it might be something else but suggested some stretching and stuff to loosen up my calves, since apparently the thigh bone is connected to the hip bone, the hip bone's connected....  But when I said I couldn't see myself ever running more than 10K, she said that's a good thing since our bodies are not really designed to run much further than that.  Long-distance is when things start to fall apart, especially as we age.  So,  great - no half-marathons for me!

And let me just jinx my life entirely by saying how much I like the new dude.  He seems so... normal.  Yeah, I've said that before but I don't think I'm deluding myself this time.  Tall.  Not fat but not perfect.  The worst thing I can say about him is that he has a gluten intolerance, but we could all use a little less bread in our lives, couldn't we?  He ate hamburger bun so it can't be all that bad. 

Great conversationalist, but not by magic - because he is good at asking questions that lead to conversation, he listens, he acts interested in what you have to say.  We have lots in common in our outlook on politics, social issues, Adam Giambrone.  He likes his job.  He like his 9-5 lifestyle rather than disparaging it (not to make comparisons or anything, douchbag).  He's a bit dorky in an undefinable but not off-putting way - sort of like the dork in the movies that still manages to get the girl?  It's hard to explain.  Maybe it will become clearer (for better or worse) with more exposure.  Here's hoping he'll expose himself soon :D

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