Yesterday I saw the surgeon who operated on my knee for my post-op appointment.
Apparantly I had a fairly large bucket tear in the meniscus, resulting in about a third of it flapping around in the joint. No wonder it was giving me gyp.
He was very pleased with the progress I’ve made. I can now walk normally and up to my normal speed for the first time in seven months. The worst I get is a bit of an ache, really. It feels good to be back to normal!
He warned me away from any kind of high-impact exercise, like marathon running or fell racing (as if…) and suggested that cycling would be the very best thing for a full recovery. I have a couple of lumps in the knee which will probably take a year to go: it’s scar tissue that the body will largely dispose of. However, I can probably look forward to it becoming arthitic as the years go by.
He then formally discharged me!
Today I saw the physio, who concluded that, as my target was to get back on my bike, I jolly well ought to as it would be by far the best exercise for me. I tried out an exercise bike and was pleasantly surprised how much I could do before the knee started to “burn”, also the time to stop.
She merrily waved me on my way too, expecting never to see me again.
Such a sense of relief. Regular cycling is now on the agenda.