Periwinkle
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Coldfeet's recent post prompted me to post this. Along the way, I thought that he had mentioned arthritis, but couldn't find that post in a search. If I'm wrong, ignore this, Dave.
For whatever it’s worth, here's my personal take on knee pain....
I’ve put up with it for years. And put up with differing diagnoses for years – ITBS, patellar tracking, and even some B.S. about shifting body parts due to age and crepetis.
After enough vague diagnosis and suffering, I had a new GP evaluate my knees after a tough hike to Vose Spur. She immediately referred me to an orthopedic specialist. After x-rays, his verdict was osteoarthritis. I was devastated. All along, I was thinking it was something easily fixable. Not arthritis. I’m not that old! I’m 42. And I have arthritis???!!! His recommendation didn’t elicit hopefulness, either. He suggested I get a new hobby. Hobby???? Hiking isn’t a hobby for me, it a way of life. It’s why I live where I do and why I work so hard – so I can hike. He recommended something else to “exorcise my demons”. Excuse me? My demons exist in reality. I find my peace in the woods. I find myself in where I can go and how I get there. This is what I do. I no longer define myself by what I do for a living, but what I do for me. This is my life. A hobby? I think not.
Needless to say, the diagnosis and suggestion of giving up hiking and “cross-training” didn’t go over well. I didn’t even sign on for the suggested physical therapy right away. I spent a good deal of time just feeling sorry for myself.
In retrospect, it’s not a huge surprise: I was a gymnast, a cheerleader, in marching band, and hiked hard for a number of years. Plus, there’s a family history of arthritis. (My RA test is pending).
Eventually, I gave in and went to PT. Very enlightening if nothing else. Now I know that on top of plantar fasciitis (a foot tendon problem), supination (walking on the outside of my feet), I have one leg longer than the other (very common and I “compensate well”), oh, and there’s the added bonus that my knees are hyper extended (pushed out to the back). All in all, the therapist said there wasn’t a heck of a lot she could do for me. She was very impressed with my existing musculature and flexibility. I was already doing what I could: losing weight, good boots and foot beds, hiking with poles, strength training, etc. She did recommend a few exercises to focus on problem areas, but that was about it. She was all for my continuing to wear OTC knee braces to give minimal support and keep my knee joints warm.
So, what am I left with? A verdict to stay off the steep stuff unless I want to suffer. If I go there, I’m to stick to my daily regime of anti-inflammatory meds and some nifty painkillers.
What seems to work is to keep moving – only taking standing rests to keep the joints moving. To take a number of rest stops, particularly when the stabbing pains start. If I stop for a moment to rest, I seems to be able to move forward without accumulating more pain. Finally, when it all gets to be too much, I take a pain killer. This I avoid at all costs. They make me tired. But, on the upside, I can focus of what I’m doing, not how much my knees hurt.
Ultimately, it seems I’m done hiking elevation. For the time being, I’ll take it easy, then hike hard when I feel the need. And it seems I’ll need to stop soloing the tough stuff. So be it. At least I can still get out there.
For whatever it’s worth, here's my personal take on knee pain....
I’ve put up with it for years. And put up with differing diagnoses for years – ITBS, patellar tracking, and even some B.S. about shifting body parts due to age and crepetis.
After enough vague diagnosis and suffering, I had a new GP evaluate my knees after a tough hike to Vose Spur. She immediately referred me to an orthopedic specialist. After x-rays, his verdict was osteoarthritis. I was devastated. All along, I was thinking it was something easily fixable. Not arthritis. I’m not that old! I’m 42. And I have arthritis???!!! His recommendation didn’t elicit hopefulness, either. He suggested I get a new hobby. Hobby???? Hiking isn’t a hobby for me, it a way of life. It’s why I live where I do and why I work so hard – so I can hike. He recommended something else to “exorcise my demons”. Excuse me? My demons exist in reality. I find my peace in the woods. I find myself in where I can go and how I get there. This is what I do. I no longer define myself by what I do for a living, but what I do for me. This is my life. A hobby? I think not.
Needless to say, the diagnosis and suggestion of giving up hiking and “cross-training” didn’t go over well. I didn’t even sign on for the suggested physical therapy right away. I spent a good deal of time just feeling sorry for myself.
In retrospect, it’s not a huge surprise: I was a gymnast, a cheerleader, in marching band, and hiked hard for a number of years. Plus, there’s a family history of arthritis. (My RA test is pending).
Eventually, I gave in and went to PT. Very enlightening if nothing else. Now I know that on top of plantar fasciitis (a foot tendon problem), supination (walking on the outside of my feet), I have one leg longer than the other (very common and I “compensate well”), oh, and there’s the added bonus that my knees are hyper extended (pushed out to the back). All in all, the therapist said there wasn’t a heck of a lot she could do for me. She was very impressed with my existing musculature and flexibility. I was already doing what I could: losing weight, good boots and foot beds, hiking with poles, strength training, etc. She did recommend a few exercises to focus on problem areas, but that was about it. She was all for my continuing to wear OTC knee braces to give minimal support and keep my knee joints warm.
So, what am I left with? A verdict to stay off the steep stuff unless I want to suffer. If I go there, I’m to stick to my daily regime of anti-inflammatory meds and some nifty painkillers.
What seems to work is to keep moving – only taking standing rests to keep the joints moving. To take a number of rest stops, particularly when the stabbing pains start. If I stop for a moment to rest, I seems to be able to move forward without accumulating more pain. Finally, when it all gets to be too much, I take a pain killer. This I avoid at all costs. They make me tired. But, on the upside, I can focus of what I’m doing, not how much my knees hurt.
Ultimately, it seems I’m done hiking elevation. For the time being, I’ll take it easy, then hike hard when I feel the need. And it seems I’ll need to stop soloing the tough stuff. So be it. At least I can still get out there.