Wake up and take charge!
That is why I am going to sue Adnan Agboatwalla. Yes it is time for a vendetta – that appears to be the general mood. So what if Adnan has always been nice to me. He has sublet P@SHA great office space. He has always readily sponsored SI sessions and various P@SHA activities. He always has something funny to say and provides honest feedback.
BUT nonetheless….. i am going to hold him responsible for the pain I am going through. Walking up 5 flights every day when there is no electricity is to blame for the condition I am in. Why isn’t the elevator on a generator?
Hey I have to blame someone. It couldn’t possibly be my fault, could it? It couldn’t be that I have never taken care of my muscles and bones. Nope it just has to be someone else’s fault. So why not pick on Adnan!
What the hell am I talking about, you may ask. Well, I went to my orthopaedist last night because from Friday onwards, my knees have been giving me a lot of trouble. In fact sitting down or standing up results in torturous pain – more so in the right knee than in the left. I have never been able to bear pain so off I went to the doc after my teleconference ended at 7.15 pm.
The orthopaedist, a very handsome and pleasant one I must add, is used to me bringing in my dad for problems related to his back and legs. When he saw me walk in alone, he asked what was up. I told him my knees were giving me trouble. He fired the following questions at me immediately: “They are relatively okay when you are walking on a straight surface? Sitting down and standing up or walking up and down stairs is when the torture begins?” I replied in the affirmative to all those questions. He shook his head and said “wear and tear”. Then he asked “Do you want to stem the tide and lead a long and pain-free existence?” I nodded enthusiastically.
“Well then,” he said “you must do exactly what I say.” Oh oh … that sounded ominous. He examined the knees and confirmed that his suspicions were correct. Told me to get xrays done so that he could see the extent of the wear and tear, prescribed anti-inflammatory pills and painkillers and a muscle relaxant. And of course he said i had to go for at least 20 sessions of physio. I grimaced but said I would. Warm oil massage was also part of the therapy that was suggested.
“After we have brought the inflammation down I want you to do just one thing for me,” said the handsome doctor. “Start swimming.” Apparently swimming is the best form of exercise to keep the muscles and bones in optimal condition. He told me that although only the knees had complained so far, we didn’t know what condition the rest of the muscles were in. One sure way to fix the problems that wear and tear are bound to bring is to swim. Hmmmmm. I am too old to learn, aren’t I, I asked. I had practised drowning a few times but had never swam. His answer: It is never too late. Sigh!
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