My Little Blue Pills

I’m missing my little blue pills.

No, not THAT little blue pill…

viagra

THIS little blue pill…

aleve

Since I heard a small pop in my knee while playing pickleball two months ago, I’ve been on a steady diet of Aleve.

My knee was getting a bit better until about ten days ago. I was playing pickleball, of course, and heard a bigger POP.

snap-crackle-pop

Long story short… I go in for arthroscopic surgery on Tuesday to repair a meniscus tear.

To prepare for surgery, I can’t take any Aleve or aspirin.

I had no idea that the Aleve I was taking was working so very, very well. And I miss it a lot… 🙂

10 thoughts on “My Little Blue Pills”

    1. We’re quite the pair, Joanne. Limping and hobbling around… 🙂

      We’ll be fine. He’s getting around better and better.

      And he’s not using the walker any more, so it’s all mine! 🙂

      1. I guess that is the silver lining. Man, that walker has got to be one of the best deals you ever got.

    1. Thank you, Pam. Knowing that pickleball is at the end of the therapy rainbow is huge incentive to work hard. 🙂

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