railenthe | The Run

12:28 PM. As luck would have it my sinuses continue to act stupid. They're even still doing that poppy-fizzy thing; while there is some improvement, that should never happen.

And the knee—oh, this damn knee! While that is what I am off to better manage, the sinuses are stealing the show.

Time to hop a bus.

3:54 PM. After much poking, prodding, and doctor tools I find out a few things:

① I'm going to have to see a specialist about the knee. The fact that it's still sore is less unusual than the fact that the pain is in only the front of the leg. Apparently that's not normal.

② When I cut my finger I severed a few nerves. I can expect feeling in it again in about another four months—the violent itch under the skin is nerve re-growth.

③ The alarming frequency of sinus infections I get now necessitates daily saline in something called a neti pot. Apparently they're so messed up that my sinuses simply don't have a defense system—that fizzing sensation was the sign.

④ Despite the gym habit I've picked up, my leg still shows evidence of wasting. I find this alarming.

⑤ All this crap making me feel lousy is not all in my head. (Just the sinuses, which are, in fact, part of my head.)

And now, time for my triumphant (?) return home.

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And I thought being reduced to a body as stiff as starched card was worth grumbling about. (Damn you Wii Fit! You hath reduced me to having trouble getting up! I was easily pinned down by a 10 pound cat!)

Good gravy, how is it you're still standing after all this!?

That knee issue does sound distressing...hopefully it's still at a point where it can be sorted without too much angst or extreme treatment. (Though the one that would give me hell would be the finger - I'd find it a giant thorn in my proverbial side especially as it would hamper my drawing ability.)

I don't know which one to pray for a speedy recovery for most, just as long as you get better!

I'm standing—

*conspirator-like wave and stage whisper*
—very, very carefully.

While all the physical therapy and gym time have improved that thing, clearly there's still something that isn't working right. And on top of the gym habit I've picked up fencing and dancing! Why the hell is my leg still wasting?! *headwall* Luckily, I decided at the last second to keep my insurance (it's expensive, at $100 USD/month or so), and oh, the timing! Just as it decided to go off again, I grabbed my card, went to my doctor and said "HEALS PLOX!"

It's the same knee that I've been griping about for months. Blew it on July 7th last year at about 12:25 PM (Jarring, scarring incident leaving an indelible impression on me? NAH) and it still gives me grief. The clicking-popping was automatically assumed to be an arthritic byproduct of the healing process—until I mentioned that the pain is only in the front of the leg, and not always centered directly in the joint. Then the doctor and his assistant gave me the o_o!face and tossed the word 'surgery' a couple of times. In the meantime, elevation, careful application of heat rubs, and being careful about how I turn on it. …and if the muscle spasms kick in again, a couple of those Flexeril pills. They work well, but…I'm like a stoner movie after those, so I try to muscle (HAHAHA) through it instead.

And I can't figure out why the muscle is still wasting in that leg. It was visible without any sort of special precautions—he just looked at it and said "Oof". I'm actually in just about the best shape I've ever been. What, am I going to have to hit the weight machines FIVE days a week to hold results? As much as I love pumping iron (and I do, it's strangely satisfying), I need time to do other things! I just gotta wait 'til I hear back

The finger's a pain in my neck: I can't fence with that hand right now because my grip isn't what it should be—can't feel the tip joint when I grip; my ocarina's also difficult, because I can't tell by airflow feel OR by touch if I've got my fingering straight. Luckily, even though I'm as inclined to lefty-things as righty them, I'm more dexterous with the right hand. …of course, this is trouble in fencing because my left wrist is stronger…

Luckily I can't draw. XD The cut's healed enough so that I can type, but anything involving fine control of that finger doesn't work well. I plan on using my phone to record some ocarina, just to see if I can do it. I'm not complaining too much, though—according to the doctor, between the makeshift tourniquet, cleaning, and constant salving, I've done everything right. All I have to do is wait for the nerves to heal up. It is WEIRD to feel itching UNDERNEATH the skin. The last time I felt like this was when I took meds I was allergic to. (YAY OPIATES)

Never shall you loathe a villain quite as heavily as you do the Personal Trainer. "Your body's swaying a bit." All these little criticisms as you attempt to maintain balance (which as a dyspraxic with an undeveloped cerebellum is not something I can subconciously do with minimal effort) during a yoga pose or muscle workout. I SCREAM at that thing and volley insults as if my life depended on it. Real props go to my mother though - she had the brilliant comeback to the male personal trainer when he dared to comment on her posture by responding with "You've got no bulge in your pants!"

I have no clue what it could be that your knees got a problem with. Your diet's good (from what I've heard), you exercise it more than regularly so it's not idle and I doubt it can be a result of the meds...very odd...

I'm not good with itches. External ones drive me bonkers so an internal one would have me dancing around as though I've got a swarm of insects all over me. *eyes right hand* If I ever start to make good money with my artwork then I'm definetly considering getting this insured. (Though it would probably be more sensible to insure the entire arm since if harm befalls any bit of it then my drawing ability is affected.)

I weigh 140 LB and am 5' tall. Knowing what you know about my workout you know it's almost all muscle ~~and bewbs~~ but that won't stop the announcer from taunting me. I can't do yoga. I don't have the balance.

…paradoxically that would probably help my balance…
The best insult I'd probably be able to come up with on the spot would be "YOUR FACE!"

I normally eat very, very healthily, but…you know how there's just some days where you want a giant bowl of hot salty fresh chips drowning in cheese (or fries, depending on whether I have big potatoes that I can julienne or little fingerling potatoes that work better in coin-slices), and a big huge GREASY beast of a hamburger loaded down with cheese and bacon and grilled onions? I have at least two of those days in a week.

It's maddening! I don't notice it unless I actively use the hand...which means any time I pick up something, or type something, or adjust something, or the temperature changes. I'll figure something out!

INSURE THAT THING! DO EET

Or...you know, I'm nuts.

Edited 2011-11-03 01:06 (UTC)

The Run

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In lieu of Wii Fit: a fencing foil, a veil, and Middle-Eastern drums! Also minor case of tl;dr XD

A Wii Fit is the most psychologically torturing video game of all time.

The DDR announcer already taunts my clumsy feet. I don't need one calling me "FAAAATSO"