…than live on my knees, as the old saying goes. Unfortunately it’s my knees that are killing me. Some years ago I was diagnosed with bursitis in my right knee, and I’ve been good about not putting myself at risk for another flare-up. Well, at least, until this week, where I apparently did something wrong.<\/p>\n
So if you see me hobblin’ around or waving my pimp cane (I got one with an 8-ball when I was diagnosed, since I knew it’d be an ongoing threat going forward), it ain’t just for show. I’m digging the ice and the Advil until further notice.<\/p>\n
If I can survive this weekend’s gig, I’m probably home free until it calms down.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
…than live on my knees, as the old saying goes. Unfortunately it’s my knees that are killing me. Some years ago I was diagnosed with bursitis in my right knee, and I’ve been good about not putting myself at risk … Continue reading