the clicking and grinding occurring in my left knee makes me think of a cinder block being dragged across a wood floor.
my knees are no stranger to discomfort based on a steady diet of kneeling, climbing ladders, walking pitched roofs, and short jumps, quick starts and fast stops of any number of semi-athletic (or non-athletic) activities. now i am trying to channel the slow patience of david carradine’s kane from kung fu.
i walk slow, make my moves like i’m underwater and attempt to do the most work with the least effort. multiple daily icings of the swollen joint as well as some hastily gulped ibuprofen seem to keep the knee in a tolerable range of pain. my trusty neoprene knee brace cradles the fragile hinge and helps remind me to control my movement.
may the sound of the scraping block grow faint so i may say farewell to my familiar friend, pain.