Knee trouble..

There was a time, my life was a song
The patella, femur and tibia, they all got along
I ran, I jogged, I danced with such poise
But soon they began to make some noise
Crack, pop, grate, what’s all this fuss
The doc saw my knee, said crepitus
They rubbed each other the wrong way
Good ol’ cartilage couldn’t keep them at bay
Femur told the patella you are always in my face
Why don’t you realize I need some space?
The quadriceps tried to mediate but soon got worn
The ligaments would have tried but they were already torn
The big burly synovium now laughed in glee
My knee swelled up in this unusual melee
I tried many things but all in vain
Oh say hello to chronic pain
Some Chinese healer stuck needles into me
My neighbor told me try physiotherapy
I even got a bee-sting, if you get the gist
Then someone suggested “rheumatologist”
Did he do better it’s really hard to say
Let’s leave doctor-bashing for another day
Maybe it’s time to slow down in life
How I dread the thought of going under the knife
Symptomatic treatment isn’t it just a lure
C’mon science buck up, where is the cure?
————–
*The knee Pop*

Dr. Benzeeta Pinto,
Asst. Prof. Clin immunology and Rheumatology,
St. John’s Med College, Bengaluru

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