The arthritic process had begun years ago, of course. It doesn’t happen overnight. Though the terrible worsening seemed to have come suddenly, it had been building up for quite some time.

It all started with a vehicle accident that resulted in a terrible jolt to my knees. (I’ll confess. It was a 55 mph dump off a motorcycle.) No broken bones, but my body was wracked with

pain – especially my legs and back. I was in bed for two days, on crutches for two weeks, and using a cane for two months. Then it all went away, or so I thought, for about three years. I was just fine for three years. No sign of any trouble at all. But of course, the arthritic process had already begun with the big jolt. I didn’t realize it then but, unnoticed, it was slowly building up steam, and it would soon blow up.

Then, I felt the first signs of what was really happening inside my body. A twinge of pain here, a bit of weakness there. Nothing dramatic. Hardly noticeable. Just a little hint of the misery to come.

Over the next three or four years the worsening was gradual. The pain, though mild, became almost ever-present during my waking hours. Soon I developed a click in my right knee that would sometimes give me quite a shot of pain when it snapped.

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