I can walk.
If this is your first visit to my humble blog, I got hit by a State Department security vehicle 15 months ago and it shattered my tibial plateau. I’ve had two surgeries to fix it, the most recent one in December, and I was non-weight-bearing on my left leg for several months. My knee has been steadily improving since I started putting weight on it again a month ago, and just in the last day or so I’ve been able to walk around the house without having to think about walking around the house. I’ll find myself going from one room to another and realize, “Hey, this is happening without me thinking about it!”
I got myself a jaunty little collapsible cane for longer excursions:
In case I need it. This morning I was able to get to work without it. And without the big clunky knee brace I got last fall, when I first found out I’d need more surgery. I’ve got a neoprene knee sleeve for extra support, and various pills and ointments for the pain, and as of this moment it’s… tolerable.
Just to give you an idea, here’s what it looked like about a week after I got hit.
WARNING: GROSS
I would look at that and wonder if I’d ever walk again. Now I can. I’m still not 100%, but I feel like I’m closer than I’ve been in a long time.
So that’s for the people who care. For the people who don’t… why are you still reading this?