Growing up, there were many times I was called a hypochondriac. In middle school, if I had to run around the field for gym class, I could feel the teeth on my bottom jaw shift. Gums are also made up of connective tissue. I fell one day and a teacher helped me up. He worked in the same school as my mom, went to tell her I fell and that there was nothing to me, no muscle tone at all.
One night in my 20’s, I was dancing like no one was watching. My right knee cap went one way, the rest of me went the other. After much PT there was no improvement. The doctor suggested surgery that involved breaking my tibia to re-align everything. Well, that surgery didn’t go so well and resulted in several other surgeries to remove a bone infection. It came back for a third time & I was told, we either do a muscle transfer or amputate below the knee. Little did I know, antibodies in the muscle would fight the infection should it come back. I opted for the muscle transfer and never had another sign of infection. They removed 90% of the bone in my tibia and all infected tissue. Over time the bone has grown back. Even though the gastroc muscle was moved to the front of my leg, I still get muscle spasm like there’s no tomorrow. They’re never in the front where it now resides, it is always on the railroad track from where it came.
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