I find out the results this Friday. I’m still hoping a miracle will happen before then and my knee will magically get better. That happens from time to time, right? The whole situation kind of sucks. I am working from home this week and it is kind of lonely. I’m trying to see the silver lining in all this à la Bradley Cooper, excelsior!
When I saw the doctor on Friday, he thought I might have torn my meniscus. If the tear is small enough then I’ll just need physical therapy. If the tear is more than that, then I will need surgery and physical therapy. I am preparing myself for the possibility that I will have to get surgery and this is not because I like being dramatic (because I do), but because I really don’t think my knee has gotten any better. Whichever it is, I hope my knee heals fast. I have plans. Big, big plans that involve standing, walking, and maybe squatting! As comfy as this couch is, I do miss being mobile.