18 months after TKR


Rewinding back to July, life carried on and I did more and more walking. I didn’t think about my knee apart from realising when I had done  something effortlessly such as sitting in a meeting for three hours without a break, or kneeling down to get something out of the back of a cupboard or clambering over rocks.

But at the same time as the sun shone and the sky was blue, my husband had been diagnosed with a progressive neurological condition. It’s not life threatening but it will affect his life more and more as time goes on. We struggled in different ways to come to terms with the life changing news. He wanted to ignore it, not discuss it and not tell anybody.  I needed to understand more; to learn and to plan. I read copiously. I researched websites. I worried. We told some friends and my brother and his partner as I felt I needed some support.  The next time, he went to see the consultant, I went as well.

And then on our break in September, as in the previous post, we walked up a mountain in Scotland.  As well as being a milestone for me, it made him feel better as he realised that life would go on. He retired and started voluntary work with two different organisations. He told our daughters, his family, a few more friends. A nutritious diet and exercise are recommended and he started Pilates.

Life took on a semblance of normality again as we both got used to a new routine. And my knee is fine and so is he.



































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