I feel like I'm booking myself a terrible vacation. One where I'm forced to be sedentary for a few weeks. Can't we do surgery on the beach and you can just leave me in the cabana to recover? I think a hammock would be good for keeping my leg straight and elevated. Oh well.
This time the surgeon is going to kill some of the good cells to see if that keeps the PVNS from returning ever. By the looks of where the tumor regenerates, I suspect he means my tibia. I have a feeling that is going to be super painful. I say bring it. If it does the trick of keeping this nasty tenant I can't evict out of my knee then so be it.
This will be my third surgery in 4 years. At this point the tumor is wedged between my leg bones and I can definitely feel the shooting pain from the pressure. It feels like someone is trying to pry my leg bones apart. I definitely have a limp but I pull it off pretty well so far. Nobody can tell and are shocked when I tell them I'm about to have another surgery.
I went to Canada a few weeks ago. Cannabis isn't quite legal in Vancouver BC so I had to leave my THC at home. After about 24 hours I was feeling the pain in all of it's unmuted splendor. I had my CBD cream and kept rubbing that all over my knee. It helps but the combination is what really helps. Luckily I was only gone for 3 days.
This image is a side view of my right knee. My knee cap is pointed to the left of the image. You can see where the placed a white circular sticker the size of a dime under my knee cap. And just behind it where the tibia and the femur meet is the tumor which appears to be just slightly larger than the sticker in the image but now feels like it's past the size of a nickel.
At this point I'm having difficulty with getting my knee to bend and don't quite have a full range of motion. My knee pops often and I have shooting pains going up and down my leg. Deep aches or pulsating pains in different parts of my knee. I have a strange sensation on my foot where it feels heavy or that there is a strange pressure at the bottom of the ball of my foot.
I was going to wait until October to have my next surgery but a series of personal events made me reconsider. So, last week I called my surgeons office and let them know I'm ready. Today I booked my terrible vacation, I mean surgery, for April 9th.