On October 29th, I finally underwent knee replacement surgery at the Royal Surrey in Guildford.
This, hopefully, will be the final chapter in what has been a 15-year saga of intermittent discomfort but also discovery and acceptance. I have learned a great deal about how to manage a body that will no longer comply with the physical expectations of its forever youthful occupant. One who still thinks like a 20-year-old. I have come (reluctantly I admit) to accept that a certain amount of wear and tear is inevitable as we age. Change of lifestyle is necessary, and remedies are also called for. Not everything is fixable though, a certain amount of stoicism tempered and lightened by unquenchable optimism is essential. I have come to realise that being open always to new ideas, however crazy-sounding and a determination to stick with those that work is a reliable survival strategy. In sharing some of what I have learned here, it is my simple hope that you may benefit in some way. Avoiding some of the cul de sac that I have wastefully wandered down on my meandering journey.