Seriously, Than, you've got an inflammatory condition in each leg, which, if left untreated, could get worse, involve long-term damage (particularly to the cartilage of the knee), or at the very worst take longer to heal.
I made a couple of calls to doctors in the area, and I'm not shelling out $200+ in addition to taking unpaid time off work to take a first appointment on the basis of a little pain and discomfort when, in all likelihood, they're just going to tell me to take a couple of ibuprofen or naproxen and not do anything strenuous (which is exactly what I'm doing).
If it continues, yeah, I'll probably go, but at the moment, I really can't afford that.
Is there a community clinic in your area, perhaps?
Also, do you at least have your ankle and knee braced up?
Are you icepacking each for 30m per day?
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every person who doesn't like an acquired taste always seems to think everyone who likes it is faking it. it should be an official fallacy.
Seriously, Than, you've got an inflammatory condition in each leg, which, if left untreated, could get worse, involve long-term damage (particularly to the cartilage of the knee), or at the very worst take longer to heal.
I made a couple of calls to doctors in the area, and I'm not shelling out $200+ in addition to taking unpaid time off work to take a first appointment on the basis of a little pain and discomfort when, in all likelihood, they're just going to tell me to take a couple of ibuprofen or naproxen and not do anything strenuous (which is exactly what I'm doing).
If it continues, yeah, I'll probably go, but at the moment, I really can't afford that.
Got it. I strongly, strongly, strongly advise you to not do any weighted, torsional movements for a bit. Some people will tell you that you "don't want anything to atrophy" but that is utter horseshit in a scenario such as this. The effects of intramuscular atrophy aren't really even noticeable in the time frame we're discussing. Rest. I absolutely can't reinforce it enough.
(You seem like an anti-retard, though, so I'm sure I don't have to argue with you about this)
"You don't want anything to atrophy" is good advice for muscle injuries (especially back injuries), not so much for joint pain.
I've actually hauled a second chair into my room just so I can keep the ankle elevated, and I'm trying to stop walking places (I drove to Safeway last night instead of walking).
Isn't there some sort of noise curfew bylaw or something?
I thought most places had one by 11pm on weekdays.
People in my neighbourhood don't mind loud music as lost as it's off by 9pm (most of them have kids), except the people directly next door who are total bitches all the time. They're actually really weird, their backyard is full of weird vegetation and they have this fucking parrot that screeches all the time.
I don't know. The thing is, I don't think it's loud enough to bother anyone but us and possibly the people above them on the second floor. They're at the end of the complex and the room they play it in is right next to our bedroom.
We think the other night the above neighbor's incessant stomping was a sign to top because as soon as they turned it down the stomping stopped. We laughed.
It doesn't bother Quid, though, 'cause the fucker sleeps through anything. I want to throttle him too.
1) The pool is not heated. Not a huge problem now, but will become an issue in winter.
2) It's in the middle of the complex, where all the tenants can see my out-of-shape body struggle to do a couple laps.
3) I have a highly irrational fear of pools, which usually I can overcome, but which occasionally will overpower me, forcing me to stop in the middle of a lap and retreat to the shallow end. This one fits nicely with problem #2.
So I dunno, maybe I'll figure out a different way to keep in shape.
Man, VH, just start swimming. You'll freak out about the body image thing a couple of times, then just get over it. It's really not that big of a deal.
Besides, how many of the people in your complex have you actually talked to?
Isn't there some sort of noise curfew bylaw or something?
I thought most places had one by 11pm on weekdays.
People in my neighbourhood don't mind loud music as lost as it's off by 9pm (most of them have kids), except the people directly next door who are total bitches all the time. They're actually really weird, their backyard is full of weird vegetation and they have this fucking parrot that screeches all the time.
I don't know. The thing is, I don't think it's loud enough to bother anyone but us and possibly the people above them on the second floor. They're at the end of the complex and the room they play it in is right next to our bedroom.
We think the other night the above neighbor's incessant stomping was a sign to top because as soon as they turned it down the stomping stopped. We laughed.
It doesn't bother Quid, though, 'cause the fucker sleeps through anything. I want to throttle him too.
Earplugs?
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every person who doesn't like an acquired taste always seems to think everyone who likes it is faking it. it should be an official fallacy.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
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1) The pool is not heated. Not a huge problem now, but will become an issue in winter.
2) It's in the middle of the complex, where all the tenants can see my out-of-shape body struggle to do a couple laps.
3) I have a highly irrational fear of pools, which usually I can overcome, but which occasionally will overpower me, forcing me to stop in the middle of a lap and retreat to the shallow end. This one fits nicely with problem #2.
So I dunno, maybe I'll figure out a different way to keep in shape.
Man, VH, just start swimming. You'll freak out about the body image thing a couple of times, then just get over it. It's really not that big of a deal.
Besides, how many of the people in your complex have you actually talked to?
Probably a good point. I should get some goggles; if I can see what's actually underwater instead of blurry shapes that might or might not be some kind of terror of the deep, it makes it a lot easier to overcome my fear.
Isn't there some sort of noise curfew bylaw or something?
I thought most places had one by 11pm on weekdays.
People in my neighbourhood don't mind loud music as lost as it's off by 9pm (most of them have kids), except the people directly next door who are total bitches all the time. They're actually really weird, their backyard is full of weird vegetation and they have this fucking parrot that screeches all the time.
I don't know. The thing is, I don't think it's loud enough to bother anyone but us and possibly the people above them on the second floor. They're at the end of the complex and the room they play it in is right next to our bedroom.
We think the other night the above neighbor's incessant stomping was a sign to top because as soon as they turned it down the stomping stopped. We laughed.
It doesn't bother Quid, though, 'cause the fucker sleeps through anything. I want to throttle him too.
I can see your problem. You just want to throttle someone. *nodnod*
Edit: Seeing Cthulhu in all his glory makes you fear less, VH?
1) The pool is not heated. Not a huge problem now, but will become an issue in winter.
2) It's in the middle of the complex, where all the tenants can see my out-of-shape body struggle to do a couple laps.
3) I have a highly irrational fear of pools, which usually I can overcome, but which occasionally will overpower me, forcing me to stop in the middle of a lap and retreat to the shallow end. This one fits nicely with problem #2.
So I dunno, maybe I'll figure out a different way to keep in shape.
Man, VH, just start swimming. You'll freak out about the body image thing a couple of times, then just get over it. It's really not that big of a deal.
Besides, how many of the people in your complex have you actually talked to?
Probably a good point. I should get some goggles; if I can see what's actually underwater instead of blurry shapes that might or might not be some kind of terror of the deep, it makes it a lot easier to overcome my fear.
Isn't there some sort of noise curfew bylaw or something?
I thought most places had one by 11pm on weekdays.
People in my neighbourhood don't mind loud music as lost as it's off by 9pm (most of them have kids), except the people directly next door who are total bitches all the time. They're actually really weird, their backyard is full of weird vegetation and they have this fucking parrot that screeches all the time.
I don't know. The thing is, I don't think it's loud enough to bother anyone but us and possibly the people above them on the second floor. They're at the end of the complex and the room they play it in is right next to our bedroom.
We think the other night the above neighbor's incessant stomping was a sign to top because as soon as they turned it down the stomping stopped. We laughed.
It doesn't bother Quid, though, 'cause the fucker sleeps through anything. I want to throttle him too.
Earplugs?
I thought about it, but they really annoy me. I've got it worked out to where I'm usually so tired early enough I can sleep when they start (which is a better sleep schedule all around).
But after months I'm at the point where the song in and of itself is fucking annoying.
Isn't there some sort of noise curfew bylaw or something?
I thought most places had one by 11pm on weekdays.
People in my neighbourhood don't mind loud music as lost as it's off by 9pm (most of them have kids), except the people directly next door who are total bitches all the time. They're actually really weird, their backyard is full of weird vegetation and they have this fucking parrot that screeches all the time.
I don't know. The thing is, I don't think it's loud enough to bother anyone but us and possibly the people above them on the second floor. They're at the end of the complex and the room they play it in is right next to our bedroom.
We think the other night the above neighbor's incessant stomping was a sign to top because as soon as they turned it down the stomping stopped. We laughed.
It doesn't bother Quid, though, 'cause the fucker sleeps through anything. I want to throttle him too.
Well, considering how late they play it, it's not unreasonable to ask them to stop playing it so late, or filing a formal complaint if they refuse (I'm sure the upstairs people could corroborate).
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Seriously, Than, you've got an inflammatory condition in each leg, which, if left untreated, could get worse, involve long-term damage (particularly to the cartilage of the knee), or at the very worst take longer to heal.
I made a couple of calls to doctors in the area, and I'm not shelling out $200+ in addition to taking unpaid time off work to take a first appointment on the basis of a little pain and discomfort when, in all likelihood, they're just going to tell me to take a couple of ibuprofen or naproxen and not do anything strenuous (which is exactly what I'm doing).
If it continues, yeah, I'll probably go, but at the moment, I really can't afford that.
Is there a community clinic in your area, perhaps?
Also, do you at least have your ankle and knee braced up?
Are you icepacking each for 30m per day?
It's not really bad enough that I'd feel right bugging a community clinic; they've generally got their hands full dealing with people with more serious stuff.
I haven't been bracing them or icing them, no. The knee doesn't even actually hurt (well, slightly, but really, we're talking, like, maybe a .25 on a 0-10 scale), it just feels weird. And the ankle isn't, like, cripplingly bad (around a 2-2.5 on a 0-10 scale).
I thought about it, but they really annoy me. I've got it worked out to where I'm usually so tired early enough I can sleep when they start (which is a better sleep schedule all around).
But after months I'm at the point where the song in and of itself is fucking annoying.
When I was growing up, I lived in an Hispanic part of Atlanta in government housing. It took me a long time to learn to go to sleep without the bum-bom-bum-bom-bum-bom of Mexican pop music constantly thudding through the walls.
Probably a good point. I should get some goggles; if I can see what's actually underwater instead of blurry shapes that might or might not be some kind of terror of the deep, it makes it a lot easier to overcome my fear.
Yeah, can't really help you with that fear of water thing. I've always taken to water fantastically well.
It's not really bad enough that I'd feel right bugging a community clinic; they've generally got their hands full dealing with people with more serious stuff.
I haven't been bracing them or icing them, no. The knee doesn't even actually hurt (well, slightly, but really, we're talking, like, maybe a .25 on a 0-10 scale), it just feels weird. And the ankle isn't, like, cripplingly bad (around a 2-2.5 on a 0-10 scale).
Oh, I got the impression that they were worse.
Never mind, then.
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Is there a community clinic in your area, perhaps?
Also, do you at least have your ankle and knee braced up?
Are you icepacking each for 30m per day?
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
I've actually hauled a second chair into my room just so I can keep the ankle elevated, and I'm trying to stop walking places (I drove to Safeway last night instead of walking).
I am watching you watch Rebecca.
I don't know. The thing is, I don't think it's loud enough to bother anyone but us and possibly the people above them on the second floor. They're at the end of the complex and the room they play it in is right next to our bedroom.
We think the other night the above neighbor's incessant stomping was a sign to top because as soon as they turned it down the stomping stopped. We laughed.
It doesn't bother Quid, though, 'cause the fucker sleeps through anything. I want to throttle him too.
Drez is Rebecca.
He just doesn't know it yet.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
Besides, how many of the people in your complex have you actually talked to?
Earplugs?
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
Probably a good point. I should get some goggles; if I can see what's actually underwater instead of blurry shapes that might or might not be some kind of terror of the deep, it makes it a lot easier to overcome my fear.
I can see your problem. You just want to throttle someone. *nodnod*
Edit: Seeing Cthulhu in all his glory makes you fear less, VH?
NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERD
I thought about it, but they really annoy me. I've got it worked out to where I'm usually so tired early enough I can sleep when they start (which is a better sleep schedule all around).
But after months I'm at the point where the song in and of itself is fucking annoying.
Well, considering how late they play it, it's not unreasonable to ask them to stop playing it so late, or filing a formal complaint if they refuse (I'm sure the upstairs people could corroborate).
Well, seeing that there isn't actually a Cthulhu makes me less afraid, yes.
Always the optimist, huh?
I haven't been bracing them or icing them, no. The knee doesn't even actually hurt (well, slightly, but really, we're talking, like, maybe a .25 on a 0-10 scale), it just feels weird. And the ankle isn't, like, cripplingly bad (around a 2-2.5 on a 0-10 scale).
When I was growing up, I lived in an Hispanic part of Atlanta in government housing. It took me a long time to learn to go to sleep without the bum-bom-bum-bom-bum-bom of Mexican pop music constantly thudding through the walls.
Except the person with post #2081.
Oh, I got the impression that they were worse.
Never mind, then.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
Except for the Christian, 'cause seriously, fuck them.
Sounds like "vibrator."
I had wonderful guardians.
We all know you're an atheist. This is getting really old.
I'd be saying that if I wasn't an atheist.
Dammit, you're right. How about librarator?
But in a different way :winky:
Sounds like you have a thing for librarians.
*high note*
Yours is totally lame.
Dammit all.