I have arthritis and it’s something I’ve been dealing with for a while. Yes, I’m 26 – not 89. Although, my love for aqua aerobics means I’m already there… I’m a grandma before I even became a mum. SURPRISE! For you, and not me. I knew it was coming… I love pigeons, community centres and aqua aerobics. I’m an old soul. If anyone wants to find me an old-people’s home which has a room spare, comment below.
All sarcasm aside, it’s serious. My arthritis is very serious. It’s, in my opinion, the worst type of arthritis too… The kind where you literally can’t avoid it. I have reactive arthritis which basically means I get flare ups when my body suffers infection. When I came back from New York in February, I came back with a severe chest infection. My body doesn’t know how to fight it, so fluid starts filling up in my right knee. Not that my right knee can do ANYTHING for my chest… But, at least it tries. Good on my right knee for taking one for the team!
Anyway, as soon as my knee flares, it ends up debilitating me and making me sort of immobile. I’m not joking when I say on some occasions, I cannot walk on that leg at all. Like my knee trying to sort out my chest issues, I try to walk to get to work and/or other places but end up imitating a penguin. Waddling or limping there.
There was actually a moment where I crossed paths with a stranger who was limping too. He was having problems with his right knee also. Mad, right? We stopped, looked at each other before pointing straight at our knees and saying: “liability!”
I think that’s the best part of it, meeting people who also have knee ailments. You kind of bond over the fact that you can’t even walk on occasions. I’ll tell you what’s not the best part – going to check-ups or MRIs. I hope I never have to endure MRIs ever again. It’s like VR but showing you what it feels like after you die. Ain’t no one got time for that…
Is there a cure? Not getting infections. So, in a word, no there isn’t a cure.
Do I take any tablets for it? Yeah, an iPad. Hahaha! I want to die.