I had an MRI of my knee this morning in an attempt to diagnose what has been wrong with it ever since it buckled on me while I was in pursuit of my son a month ago.� Being claustrophobic, it was a less than pleasurable 40 minutes, and I can only hope that it does indeed reveal something is wrong with my knee.
Of course, I do not like the prospect of needing any surgery to repair what damage I may have caused, especially with the looming visit to the orthopedic surgeon about my hips.
All of these leg problems before our approaching trips to Chicago in July and Walt Disney World in September could not have come at a worse moment.� The worst that could come to pass is that I may require a wheelchair to get around on both vacations, and at my age, I do not like this idea very much.� It certainly does not sit well with my ego, who still believes me to be around the young and tender age of 20 (and in reasonably good health).
Alas, all that I can do now is wait and see.
It is amazing how much we take for granted until something bad happens to us, and all of a sudden the reality of how fragile we are comes crashing down all around us like the collapse of a large building with us in the middle of the debris.� It is the simplest things we never stop to be thankful for.� Maybe that is for the best, for it would make living more difficult if we were always worried about all of those little things that should just work.
Take the sense of touch, for example.� Does anyone ever stop and say, "Wow, this is a truly amazing sensation, and I am so thankful for it."� Does anyone really think about the difficulties one would face if that sense was taken away?� Obsessing over all the little things is not what I suggest, but maybe a simple reflection on how wonderous our complicated bodies are would do people some good.
I know what the loss is like.� I have lost a lot over the last few years that I may never get back.� The weight of that loss threatens to overwhelm me daily, and I look back on my short life now and wish I had been a little more thankful for what I had, before I lost it.� If I had done that, perhaps I would not be as frozen as I am today.
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