Before I could get to where I am with (hopefully) a final diagnosis, I jumped through many hoops. If I had it to do over again, I essentially would do every single decision differently.
Where did the time go!? It seems like just yesterday, I was lubing up my undercarriage with Body Glide! Boy do I miss those days. (KIDDING! I still do it all the time for old time sake)
- I somehow hurt my knee the first week of Feb
- Like any good runner, I ignored it for the first 4 weeks or so and went on a bunch of "test runs"
- Also, like any good runner, I self diagnosed myself (Thanks, Dr. Google!!) and did Active Release Therapy / non-prescribed Physical Therapy for a month
- When that did nothing (shocker!) I finally went and saw my sports med / orthopedic doc who diagnosed tendinitis with 95% certainty and prescribed physical therapy
- I then went to 10 weeks of physical therapy
- When physical therapy did nothing (after 2 failed test runs each 3 miles long), I went to the doctor again and he scheduled an MRI
- The MRI showed a 30-40% tear in my lateral meniscus and I was referred to a surgeon
- Oh, and I bitched to Laura the entire time. The. Entire. Time.
In fact, here is one of the images from my knee MRI looking straight at my knee. As you can plainly see, I am almost certainly pregnant. My uterus has enveloped my little peanut in a protective cocoon of whatever that white stuff is (likely, a mixture of beer and French fry grease).
I can’t wait to meet my new baby
The best news is that I am obviously going to have another baby boy!!! I mean, what else could this “appendage” be? My son is going to be so excited to have a play buddy.
Chip off the old block!
I go in for a surgical consultation on August 3rd and will know the specific course of action after that. The silver lining is that I do indeed know what is wrong, but the process to get to where I am now has been more frustrating than trying to take off a sweaty sportsbra. (I mean, I’ve been told. I don’t normally wear those. Just sometimes I like to have a bit more support when I run. You know what, I’m getting off track…) I’ve spent more money than I would like to admit and more importantly spent twice the time that I should have.
But, at least I know and can FIX it. I’m not excited about being told some of the long term risks of cutting away too much of my meniscus or the prospect of downtime, but I’ll do about anything at this point to get back out there.