Three and a Half Months: Pinocchio Knees
Today on my morning walk, Lefty pulled a new trick. In addition to click-clunking along, letting me know he's an artificial joint with every step, there was one step where something in his vicinity "gave." How does one describe a pure sensation? Something inside and low on the knee, near Lefty, went zing, then shot down toward my inside ankle bone and up past the top of the knee. It didn't hurt, exactly, but it tingled. The feeling happened mid-stride going into a step and it lasted only as long as it took for the foot to strike pavement. A sensation of something having happened lingered for several seconds. I kept walking, wondering if I should turn back, or call Mr. Shoes to come get me with the car (one block? Seriously?) but the feeling gradually vanished and everything was fine the rest of the 1.5 mile walk. Perfectly normal. Lefty continued to click-clunk and feel artificial.
I was left wondering, "What just happened?"
I get this feeling a lot. My knees are so different, it's kind of a running joke. Righty is all gung-ho and "Hey, look at me! I'm real!" He pulls it off, too. Righty feels, acts, and functions like an original issue knee. If it wasn't for the scar and some remaining tightness under the incision that webs the joint on occasion, I wouldn't even realize there was an implant in there. Righty is real boy-ing it all the way.
Lefty is my Pinocchio knee. He hopes to be a real boy... er, knee... someday. He's been created to look like one, and act like one, but he's having more trouble becoming fully real. Lefty can be a blockhead sometimes. He does the "I've got no strings!" thing, all proud of himself, but then he goofs up and reminds the world he's manmade. Click. Clunk. Minor ouchies. Sleep grumbles. ZING!
The zing was probably something becoming real. Maybe a little bit of scar tissue popped free. Maybe a tendon edged back into place. Who knows what goes on in there? As long as everything keeps working fine, and doesn't hurt me, I'm going with Lefty's flow. We're getting there, one step at a time.