The syringes were really big with a high dosage to them, much higher than what I was given by my original rheumatologist in the past. It's likely why I had such a bad reaction and my knees froze up. My body simply isn't used to that high a dosage of cortisone. It's scary struggling to be able to stand and walk. My sister did stop by and stayed for a while but left after she saw I could sort of limp along. I stay mainly on the first floor of the house, but the bathroom is on the second floor. We still have my mom's old medical equipment stored on the first floor so I wound up pulling out her commode and its liners because I couldn't walk up all the steps to the second floor to get to the bathroom. My toothpaste was upstairs so I had to brush my teeth using the baking soda from the kitchen cabinet. I should have asked my sister to retrieve it from the medicine cabinet for me but forgot. The whole experience was just awful.

My left knee is pretty much back to usual but I'm still having to baby the right knee which is still sore and a little swollen by the injection site. Tomorrow I will need to run to the supermarket for a short trip and Tuesday is PT. I'll have to get my PT session focused on recovery from the cortisone freeze up.

What's also bad is my old rheumatologist always used the ultrasound machine to carefully check where the needle went in and you were lying down on the exam table so your muscles were more relaxed. Orthopedists give the injections with you sitting upright so the knee muscles are more tight. I really miss my old rheumatologist and am very unhappy with how this other medical group runs things, apart from my foot and ankle orthopedist. She's okay. The other doctors aren't so great.

It's a hassle going up-county to see my original rheumatologist but I may just bite the bullet and do the longer commute to see her in the New Year.