The Case of the Swollen Not-Knee
I didn’t need a mystery solved. I needed fluid drained. Instead, I got bureaucratic gymnastics, a five-figure invoice, and a surgical plan I never agreed to. This is the story of how American healthcare almost turned a simple fix into an expensive, invasive mistake, and how I walked out and fixed it myself.
Feeding The Muscle
I ditched the wheelchair because I was done waiting.
The boot stayed longer than it should have, and it stole more muscle than I realized. Turns out the pain wasn’t injury, it was absence. Muscle that hadn’t been fed because the system decided stillness was safer than strength. I decided otherwise.