25 January 2016

The Boss

An old joke is something I shall utilize here. I can't credit anyone because I don't  know who wrote it first and besides my version here is my own creative invention.
The joke sorta goes this way. The parts of the body were arguing one day about who should the BOSS. The eyes said, we should be boss because we're the one who sees everything and can guide the body into or out of danger. The ears said, No, we should be boss because we hear everything that is necessary for the body to keep out of danger. The mouth said, y'all don't  have the control that I do. I'm who should be boss. The body gets nourishment from me...food...water to keep the body strong and hydrated. The brain said, just wait darn minute. I should be boss. I'm who really controls all of you. The eyes, ears, mouth...none of you could function without me controlling each of you. Why I keep the heart beating regularly. The nerves leading from me to all parts of the body would not be able to do anything...the body can't  breathe without my telling the lungs to take in air. The body couldn't  move without my say so.

All well and good and true. However, I discovered that a knee can be the boss of my body, quickly.
I fell on 14th of December. My feet and knees folded up under me. My right hand was skinned and rt. foot was hurting. My knees seemed fine then but stiffened up a short time later. The left knee was the cranky one for a day or three.

Since I had an appointment with my primary care physician a few days later I mentioned the left knee.  It wasn't hurting, just had a twinge or two, but my doctor ordered a round of physical therapy. During the next few weeks my left knee locked and would protest by handing me severe pain. These locked episodes which happened 3 or 4 times only lasted three to five minutes and as soon as the knee unlocked everything was back to normal.  I continued with the physical therapy and exercises at home and felt my knee was stronger and well on the road to full recovery.

Until my left knee showed me who was the real boss of my body.  I had driven to Ft. Worth to attend to my only granddaughter's wedding. I was staying with my nephew and his family along with my sister and bro-in-law who also drove up from Austin. We had finished lunch and I said that I wanted to go to the mall and get my hair styled. I started to get up and the left KNEE said "Nope. not going to let you do that."

I wasn't too upset because the knee had locked before and lasted only a few minutes. I sat there and rubbed my knee trying to get it to cooperate. Not this time. I couldn't stand or straighten my knee. I couldn't put any weight on it. After a conversation with my daughter who had flown in from Nashville and was staying with other family members, she suggested I might  need to rent a wheel chair as I did not want to miss the wedding. I asked her to let my son and his wife know who are the parents of the bride that I couldn't attend the rehearsal dinner.

Of course, this happened on a Saturday and all the wheelchair rental places close at noon and it was now 4:30. We tried everything, even calling friends who might know someone who could rent a chair. Finally, the only solution was to purchase a wheelchair… found one at Walgreen's.

My nephew's wife is a doctor and when she came in that evening she took a look at my knee and said she thought a muscle relaxer could help and she would call in a prescription. Again this is a Saturday and most pharmacies close early. We finally found a twenty-four hour drugstore in the downtown area.

The heating pad and muscle relaxers and my pain pills helped and the knee felt much better the morning of the wedding day. Jackie's wedding was scheduled for 3:30 in he afternoon. My grandson who was supposed to escort the grandmothers down the aisle, had to push me down the aisle. BUT I was at the wedding. During the reception and dinner and dancing I was there but couldn't move around because this wheelchair didn't have big wheels that I could push.  I had to depend on others to push me. But family and friends came over to my table to talk to me, including my beautiful granddaughter and her new husband.

Jackie D Lee
My granddaughter, Jackie D. Lee

 The next morning the knee was much better but it still would lock and unlock for no reason. My youngest son drove me and my car and my wheelchair back to my house in the hill country.  My knee is still the undisputed boss of my body, it still does the lock and unlock bit. It is slowly better. And I am going to see an orthopedic doctor on Wednesday. Hope he can find out what is going on and if he can take that bossy power away from the left knee and let me get back to bossing my own self.
Hope all of you are healthy, dry and warm. This Lizzard (blizzard) of 2016 has shaped up to be rather wicked.

Jackie and A.J. Vaughn
Jackie and A.J. Vaughn

 See you next time.


  1. Congratulations on your granddaughter's wedding, Jan!

    And I'm sorry to hear about your knee. Nothing worse than not feeling in control of our bodies. I hope the orthopedic doc can get you fixed up.


  2. It looks like a lovely wedding.
    You are a trooper. I hope the knee will soon be behaving itself. PT does help if you keep at it. Good luck!

  3. Ouch! I hope the knee will return to its proper obedient state soon. (I am a firm believer in PT.) A lovely wedding picture. Take care, and get better!

    1. Thanks, Paul, Janice and Eve, It's frustrating to be at the mercy of a stubborn knee. I'm also a great believer in PT. Many parts of my body in past 9 years have been cured with PT.

  4. What a beautiful wedding! Congrats to the happy couple.

    Bad knees ... me, I use a $3 Ace bandage & plenty of aspirin. It works well enough most of the time. On the topic of wheelchairs & motorized scooters, my husband has diabetic neuropathy & cannot feel his feet. We always look for a wheelchair or scooter when shopping. A few years ago, there was a class action suit against Kmart for not providing such to the disabled & we got a check for $100.

  5. Good move on your part, Elizabeth!

    Jan, I'm sorry to hear about your knee. It has to be extremely frustrating.

    You've a very pretty granddaughter and I trust AJ is a nice guy.

    1. Thanks. Eliabeth and Leigh. It was a lovely wedding. I'm happy for both. AJ is a great guy. And the little newlyweds are settling in their apartment and both just graduated from college, next thing is their careers.
      Elizabeth, glad to know somebody actually got money from a class action suit.

  6. Jan, off the record, sounds like your meniscus. The orthopedist should be able to help you. You are one strong woman, and what a lovely wedding!

    1. Melissa, I think you are probably right re:meniscus or a muscle I just learned the name of "poplites." I definitely will let you know. Thanks for your comment.

  7. I got a payout from a class action suit. 60 cents. Seriously. The lawyers got millions.

  8. My brother got a 75¢ phone card as a class action settlement with a phone company. But the phone card came with a number of restrictions: It could not be used from a pay phone. (huh?) And it could not be used from a hotel room. The card was nearly useless.


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