I have withstood the temptation to write about my recent knee surgery (full replacement) or make light of the struggle those like me have with bad knees.  Certainly there are worse problems in the world and rather than risk anyone thinking my pain and discomfort is worse than any others, I decided to keep silent.  Besides, my wife and kids have heard enough.

So, I thought I would try my hand at poetry to share my thoughts on having a full knee replacement and the weeks of therapy to follow.  My thanks to Joyce Kilmer for inspiration.



I think that I shall never see,  A poem painful as my left knee.

A knee whose screaming tendons prest, By sadistic therapists against my chest;

A knee that looks at God all day,  Because I cannot bend down to pray.

A knee that may in Summer wear, Shorts that show the scars I bear.

Upon whose swelling stiffness lain, The moans and groans of a day in pain.

New joints are made by fools like me, But only God can make a knee.



1 thought on “Knees

  1. Hey, as you know, I have had some knee pain and surgery that required months of rehab to feel normal again. While painful, there was always that light at the end of the tunnel, pushing me to know that each day would be better than the previous day. You’ll get there too. I saw you the other day at the HP, I guess going upstairs for therapy. I was going to call you out and chat for a moment, but you were moving too fast!!! I thought you were doing great with your recovery. Keep up the good work. The “Knee Surgery Club” will be sending you a membership card any day now. 🙂 Leslie

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