To lose the power to walk has been a blow,
I cannot do the things I used to do:
I walk with crutches, take my weight on both,
my right foot groans with pain each step it takes.
This loss of easy movement hurts me more
than pain itself, since that is transient, till
it interferes with walking, reflexly,
so I can’t get myself from A to B.
The x-rays show a bunch of worn out joints,
the term “arthritis” somehow plays it down,
diminished by a name, my ankle’s more
the Achilles’ heel it has turned out to be.
With orthopaedic engineering skills,
and lower leg his narrow field of work,
my surgeon knows his stuff, has seen it all.
His plan, to fix the errant joints for good,
to fuse the bones, and fix them with a nail:
a high-tech “Stryker” nail will fix my pain.
Peter Campion, April 2016 before a second operation on my right ankle
Postscript: a year later and still in pain!