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Waiting For The Other Shoe To Drop

So it's been a full week since I ambushed my surgeon and got him to drain fluid off the knee. Even he was shocked by how big it had gotten. Now, traditionally, doctors don't like to drain fluid off a joint because there is a pretty high risk of developing an infection. However, he agreed to do it because - well I was crying amd he felt bad - but also because it was changing colour. The pressure of the fluid was bruising the tissue around it. So he agreed to do it. Without anesthetic. Yes, that's right. It was so sore at the time, that if you breathed on it the wrong way, I'd be sent into fits of agony and hysteria. So, I was pretty freaked out when he told me he couldn't freeze it first, because the lidocaine would compromise the fluid for testing. Wonderful. But he did it, no freezing, and I survived. In fact, the almost immediate relief I felt as the fluid drained was, probably, better than sex at this point, in my miserable journey. Then he pumped me full of cortisone and so far... it's been fabulous. Like the last 9 months were all a dream. I feel great!!!!! Or at least mostly. The other day I was walking up the stairs and OUCH! There was that familiar stabbing pain in my knee. In.... the OTHER KNEE!?!?!?! I'm sincerely hoping that all the compensating I've been doing for my left leg, hasn't compromised my right leg now... just when there may be a solution in sight to my first problem. I have plans. I want to start rollerblading again. I have a few festivals I want to do this summer. I have closets full of fabulous shoes I'm dying to wear again!!! I'm ties of runners and slippers. I wanna be extra again!!!! Only time will tell at this point if I've done more damage. Until I know for sure I guess I'll just sit here clinging to the hope that one day soon, when Dimpy has been cured of her ills, I'll be able to get on with my life. And my most prized collection of designer shoes.

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I don't GAF Marie, let me eat cake.

"If the problem is caused by osteoarthritis then the fluid could be gout. Packaged foods are not good for gout. And if not, at the bare minimum eating well and losing 5 pounds would take some pressure off your knee. Are you sure you want to eat that whole cake?" This was a snippet of the conversation that ensued after having my knee drained by the surgeon today. It seems that after 9 months of being unsure, they may have finally put a name to the problem. Osteoarthritis. No wonder I feel like hell, this is the confirmation I've been waiting for. I'm fucking old. I've deceived myself for years with botox, told myself I don't look my age, confirmed to myself that I look far younger than the girls I went to school with. In my head these facts are all true. But, "arthritis"? Arthritis. There's no running from it anymore. Frankly, because of this, there is no running at all, anymore. Now comes the time for serious work. Concentrating on diet, excercise and general well being, will now be my focus, as I don't have much of a choice. However, as I've mentioned, the pain and depression of this ailment have driven many of my bad behaviours in the recent past, like "Netflix and Cake" nights. In turn those nights are compounding my problem. And causes more pain. Which depresses me and ..... well you get the picture. Tomorrow "Dimpy" and I (that's what we've named the knee - a cross between dimpley and gimpy), will have to come to terms with starting a new life. A more conscious life, with awareness focused on ways to improve Dimpy's performance and being more cognizant of my age. So, yes, I will read more labels and lose 5 pounds but today, I just want to eat the damn cake.

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1lb Of Flesh, 4lbs Of Pressure

So, I'm going to start off this journey introducing you to my knee. I've been having problems with fluid build up since last September. It's gone undiagnosed for 8 months now. No one seems to be able to tell me what it is, only offer up what it's not. I'll get further into this as time goes on. It's not only painful, but totally exhausting. The reason I'm starting with this is that it has fuelled my love of prescription drugs, edibles and my Amazon Fire stick. These three things now largely drive my decision making and make up a large part of my activites, when I'm incapacitated. OH! And on-line make up shopping. I loooove my cosmetics. Especially when I've had a few edibles. The next day it's like Christmas- I have no clue what I'm going to find in my delivery. Everyone, allow me to introduce you to, "The Knee"!!

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Product Review

Bourjois Rouge Velvet lipstick in Framboujoise: Divine. For a drugstore lippie, I'm very impressed, keeping in mind it has a Sephora price tag. Literally has a velvet feel to it upon application. It does tend to feel a little drying as the day goes on, but that is easily rectified by a good primer like MAC lip primer. This shade is fabulous if you like a good red, statement lip. Do yourself a favour and buy it online from Beauty Expert. $15 vs. $24 from Shoppers.