So, I recently had major surgery on my ankle. Let me back up a bit. My arthritis—which I now refer to as my uninvited houseguest—decided to make itself known. First, it went after my shoulder. The medication stepped in like a bouncer at a rowdy bar and said, "Not tonight." The shoulder was save…
So, I recently had major surgery on my ankle. Let me back up a bit. My arthritis—which I now refer to as my uninvited houseguest—decided to make itself known. First, it went after my shoulder. Th…
So, I recently had major surgery on my ankle. Let me back up a bit. My arthritis—which I now refer to as my uninvited houseguest—decided to make itself known. First, it went after my shoulder. The medication stepped in like a bouncer at a rowdy bar and said, "Not tonight." The shoulder was saved. Then the arthritis regrouped. It strategized. And it decided to attack my ankle with the kind of determination usually reserved for championship boxing matches. It won that round. So off to surgery I went, to get the arthritis removed and a piece of metal grafted in to make sure my ankle could …

