In life, things have never been simple and straightforward for me. There's always been a challenge for which I had to dig deep to conquer. Especially in the physical sense, all my life, I've had to find the strength to get through so many anomalies. It seemed as though I was having surgery every summer.
...and now this: the pesky knee which has been a major deterrent to my physical, mental, and emotional health. The fact that my deformity is hereditary is one thing, but the numerous falls that resulted in untreated injuries didn't help the severe osteoarthritis. As a child, I wouldn't have ever thought I'd been struggling to walk pain-free at 56, but here I am. I never showed the outside world my torment. I was in a serious depression being prescribed Morphine and Trazadone to ease the pain and sleepiness of an ever-contorting limb. Who wants to live in agony for the rest of their natural lives?
On October 30, I'll have a total right knee replacement. I'm anxious, yet hopeful that FINALLY, I'll be in control: NOT the osteoarthritis! That I'll be able to dance again! For that matter, be able to walk straight, not afraid of falling. It's quite a feat, but with family and friends who love me, I can do anything! I'm glad I live in a time wherein surgery exists that can alleviate my pain and help me regain all that I've lost.
I'm hopeful for the first time in years...
rainwriter jones
