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I had the osteopathy session. The osteopath was nice, French, 10 years younger than me. Seemed to know what she was doing. I'm not certain it's going to do any good. It flared my knees up quite badly afterwards, but that doesn't mean anything... I am just as inclined to believe that a successful treatment can initially make things worse. I've made another appointment for next Thursday. But I'm not that hopeful. I just didn't feel that what she did was going to make much difference.
It's been a while since you've heard me be optimistic about anything isn't it? I've never had a chronic injury before, which doesn't just sort itself out. And I'm not old enough to have old peoples' niggling aches and pains. So I'm afraid that this isn't going to be the topic where I adopt a positive perspective.
posted by lodgerlow @ Thursday, January 05, 2006
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And what makes you think this is a 'chronic' injury? Knees are tricky, especially when it's only a slight pull or something similar.
Time and patience and treatment. If I'm being honest, time would probably do it alone. But I'm not a doctor!
Had an X-ray? Might be an idea. See if there is any damage that requires something specific.
Thanks SL. That's really sweet. Everyone says the same thing... be patient. But this is me, and I am neurotic and impatient. And equally importantly (and you've seen this happen here) I've identified exercise as one thing which helps lift my mood more than any single thing.
So I am getting myself in a right flap about not being able to exercise. That's really all that is happening.
Plus I have a cold, and my nose looks like a circus clown.
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