Mustn't grumble

Sorry for the radio silence, but there's only recently been anything newsworthy to report. The news I got a call two weeks ago yesterday to say that the hospital wanted to schedule my left knee operation for four weeks today and that my pre-operative assessment would be two days after! Are the cogs in your brain calculating the dates? ;) Initially, I was elated since I want to get both knees sorted so I can 'get back to normal'. I'm living in a kind of limbo where I can't really plan anything, so knowing that my second operation is imminent means I have a schedule and know that by this time next year it'll all be over. However. Hah. I'm terrified. I had really hoped that my right leg would be fully healed by now... I mean it has been almost ten months, but I'm still quite sore and stairs are still evil beings of torture. I keep telling myself that it's because I walk on a slant whenever I'm not wearing my specially adapted shoes (my left le...

I was born with hereditary Metaphyseal Chondrodysplasia, Schmid Type which means that I am very petite, am big boned and have various malformed bone structures. Most recently, I've discovered that I could have said 'yes' to those young minds that queried if I was a dwarf in my childhood, as this disorder does include short-limbed dwarfism. Obviously growing up I was as desperate to try and fit in as much as everyone else and adamantly denied being anything other than just a bit shorter than my peers. Of course, this wasn't the case and presently being in my late thirties and a good nine inches shorter than the average for a woman in the UK, I look up the nose or into the chest of pretty much everyone. The kink in my neck is alas the least of my troubles. Throughout the years I have struggled with back ache, sore hips, shoulder pain and most recently poorly knees. Most pains come and go, but unfortunately my right knee has decided it's not going to improve. So, n...