1/14/2006 - Double jointed in upstate NY

If my loyal readers will permit me, I will engage in a terribly anachronistic post. Today (Sunday, 1/22) I went to the doctor's, at my wife's urging, to have my knee checked out. I brought along my 4-year old, in case he needed to explain any of the medical terms to me.

As (I imagine) is customary, my knee hurt much worse on the way out than on the way in. The doctor pushed on a series of points, none of which hurt, but finally saw something, that gave him concern. He called it a "lax ligament," but I would describe it as follows:

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....(normal leg).......(me, when pushed).

Suffice it to say that I didn't really wan't to know that my knee had the ability to do this. Bottom line? X-rays, a trip to an orthopedic surgeon and advil whenever I want. Actually, the doctor thought that it wasn't too bad, but he wants me to see a specialist and catch anything early, just in case.

So I asked the big question: "I'm walking to Alaska, could that have caused this injury? Do I need to come home and get back to forecasting insurance cash flows?"

Yeah, the walking may have caused the problem, but he's happy to see me counting my steps. As long as it doesn't hurt, I'm allowed to keep on trucking.

18,900 cautious steps today. Cheers,