This weekend I went to visit my dad. Almost 2 weeks ago I got a call from him telling me that he had fallen at work and injured his left knee. After a lot of questioning, I deduced that it was most likely a meniscal tear (cardilage tear) in his left knee. Apparently, he was reaching for his coffee and just twisted it. There was a fair amount of pain and a lot of clicking along the joint. I emailed him some exercises and told him that I would come up in a week to look at it. Most likely, a surgeon might just go in and remove the loose piece if it kept bothering him.
Fast forward another week...
I gave him another call to see how he was doing. Turns out, he was laid up on the couch after just getting his knee scoped. It turned out that he went to a surgoen the following Monday after his injury (almost 1 week later) and the doctor told him that he could send him for an MRI but the cardilage flap was so visible even underneath the skin that he might as well just schedule him to have it taken out.
He then asked my dad: When would you like to have it done?
My dad responded: How about tonight? It didn't happen quite that soon but 2 days later he had surgery.
Now I know where I get my level of patience from. After my injury, I was the same. I wanted my knee fixed right away. (And I would have had it, if the doctor wasn't out of town).
Anyway, I went to see him on Saturday and he is doing really well. There is still a fair amount of swelling but that will go down. His strength his normal and his motion is pretty good for being only 3 days out. I expect him to be back to his normal activities in about a month.
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