I’m flagging, my friends

by | Feb 7, 2012 | Musings | 10 comments

When I was a youngster, I used to tear down our block, jump over our neighbor’s small evergreen tree (which grew from about two feet to four feet tall in the years that I did this), run diagonally across our front lawn and then leap over four stairs to our front porch. I did this routinely and with much delight.

One day my foot slipped at the bottom of the stairs, and my knee slammed into the edge of one of the stairs. Actually, it was the top of my tibia that met the stair. The whole knee area was a swollen mess for a while, but eventually it shrank to its normal size, except for a bump on the tibia.

Since then, the bump has caused me no problems unless I try walking on my knees or do some kind of dance activity that uses the knee joint in ways it’s really not supposed to be used. And I went for 49 years without further injury to that spot.

Unfortunately, last month I injured the knee in the very same place. The leg can bear weight, so my doctor deduced no bone is broken. The skin is healing, the swelling is going down, but the joint is not working well yet. The bump on my tibia is a bit larger; the soft tissue around it is stressed. To avoid pain, I have to poke along like my arthritic grandmother used to do.

This has slowed me down more than I would have ever thought. Last week I had oral surgery, too, which has slowed me down as well. Recovery from that is going very well, though. No problems there (except eating is difficult for the time being).

So, my friends, I’m flagging for a bit. I’m of necessity focused on healing. I’m down but not out. I’ll be back to posting soon.

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  1. Jerry Kohut

    sorry about your leg. Glad it’s not broken. I have had knee problems since high school. The Drs wanted to operate on it way back then but I never had it done. Although they still bother me I’m glad I never had the surgery. When i work and have to go up and down ladders it bothers me the most. I do take Ibuprofen to ease the swelling and pain, works fine for me. I use special knees pads when I work, seems to keep my knees supported. Will be praying for a quick recovery.

  2. admin

    Thanks, Jerry! What happened to your knee in high school? If my knee doesn’t heal up on its own, and if the doctors suggest surgery, I’ll consider it, depending upon what’s wrong and what it entails. I think, as far as surgical procedures go, medicine has really progressed since our high school days. There are less invasive laser surgeries, for example. Of course, I’m hoping nothing like that will be necessary. :o)

  3. Ann Philipp

    Wishing you fast healing, Laura!
    I must admit, I don’t know what the phrase, “I’m flagging” means. Is it like a pit stop in NASCAR?

  4. admin

    Hi Ann, thanks for your good wishes; one of the meanings of flag when used as a verb is to hang limply or droop, or to decline in vigor or strength. xoxox

  5. Chris Predick

    Dear Laura… what can I say. Injury is so instructive. We slow down. We remember. Your writing is full of the remembering; moving quickly like a child, and slowly like your grandmother. I have often thought that my time dealing with cancer made me a fuller person… in touch with what mattered and appreciative of what I had. Perhaps slowing down (as long as you recover!) will only add to your wonderful introspection and connection to people and the world around you. As always, I look forward to more of your writing.

  6. admin

    Thanks for your thoughtful comment, Chris. I’m lucky to know you. I have noticed during this bad spell how much all my life I’ve either been rush, rush, rushing or totally depleted and seeking to recover from all the rushing, and then when I’m feeling a little better, I rush off again. I hope I’ll be able to be more present in the moment going forward.

  7. wordwranglinwoman

    I wish you good healing.

  8. admin

    Thank you mucho!

  9. Robin Leigh Morgan

    Glad to see you’re able to at least hobble around. I know how it must feel like, as I wind up having to do just that, hobble around when my heel spur flares up. The solution is getting a shot of cortisone deep into my heel by my foot doctor, The only other solution is surgery, an ordeal which would incapacitate me for a good while.

    Sorry I haven’t commented for a while had four weeks of grand jury. Lost time in writing of YA paranormal/time travel/ first kiss manuscript. Will try to go back and comment on those I missed

  10. admin

    Lovely to hear from you again, Robin! Four weeks on a grand jury … what an experience that must have been. I hope you’ll be able to use it in your creative writing someday. A heel spur sounds painful; at least a shot can ease the pain. Ah, these dear bodies of ours. When things go wrong, it can turn a person on her/his head.

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