He's getting very rusty!

 

So I have been hobbling around with both knees paining me badly and hot as fire.

Last Wednesday I emptied the kitchen garbage bin in to the big wheelie bin for the rubbish collection. 

Wearing my nightdress and short dressing gown, I realised that if I bent over to pick up some of the rubbish that had fallen out, that my neighbours would probably get a good view of my bottom.

The remote garage door was up to allow me to pass behind the car, so I decided to be merciful to them and I bent at the knees to be more lady-like. Big mistake!

Both my knees popped out of alignment similtaneously and I actually gave a short scream! I staggered into the house and had a cry as I searched for my Tramadol which I keep for major fibromyalgia flares.

I  nursed my knees all week and they still are sore and hot and threaten to pop out of alignment at the drop of a hat.

It's hard to do much with knees that both have no ligaments to support them and no end in sight as surgery is too risky with all my co-morbidities.

So as long as I can keep shuffling I am OK but even so, it's more difficult by the day and I walk like Tin Man on the Wizard of Oz. Only now he's getting very rusty!