Knee Replacement: Six Months Later

There isn't much to say as there hasn't been much of a change in the joint over the last month. The one thing I can now do that I couldn't do thirty days ago is sprint. It wasn't my intention to sprint. No, I have no reason to run. Well, I thought I had no reason to move quickly until I went out in the backyard the other day to get the dog and saw that the gate was open. I immediately panicked, thinking horrible thoughts about never seeing my beloved canine again or even worse thoughts about him being hit by a car. You know what happened next—I took off running. I never gave a second thought to my knee. I was in a full sprint for the front yard. Thankfully, the guy painting the exterior of our house got Oxley to come to him. As I was sprinting down the neighbor's driveway, here came Andre holding the dog. Disaster averted. It wasn't until later that I realized I'd been in full gallop. The knee was fine.

I still have serious pain at times. The flexion continues to be an issue, albeit one I've decided to live with even though I've not given up pushing for more bend. All in all, I've got no complaints. I can do the things I did prior to surgery. That was the whole point of the joint replacement, wasn't it?