Living with Chronic Pain is No Fun

The osteoarthritis was wearing me down. Quite literally actually. I had tried the steroid injections and the hyaluronic acid. They worked for a while, and now I was back on my full dose of pain medications just to keep me walking. I did not want to have my knees replaced. At least not yet. I was too young for that, and it was just my genetics that got me this arthritis at my age. I had 15 years more before I even reached retirement! My next thing was to try PRP therapy in New Rochelle NY. I had heard how it worked in a small study for osteoarthritis patients. I figured, why not? Why not give it a try when the only real risk is the injections themselves. Continue reading


I Hope PRP Therapy Helps My Knee

I tore up my knee really bad in the next to last game of the basketball season, even though I was only in the game for a little while before it happened. We had a lot of foul trouble, which is the only way that I really get in the game. I sort of think that the guy who was involved in it was trying to hurt me, in retaliation for a hard screen. That is my job really. At any rate I had to have it worked on, but now I think prp treatment in New Rochelle, NY may be something that I have to look into. Continue reading


We Want to Honor the Woman Who Has Been a Great Source of Support to Us

When my father ditched our family, our mother was unable to take care of it all by yourself, so my grandmother took all of us into her home. She was instrumental in helping us to survive and get back on our feet. She’s been amazing ever since then, too. She recently died, and my brother and I were looking at Jewish gravestones in NJ so that we could get her a really nice one to install at the head of her grave. She had a massive heart attack and is gone now, and it stunned all of us to lose her. She was an amazingly strong woman, and we all wish that we could have had her with us for many more years.

After dad left, neither my mom or my grandmother told us why he left right away. They both felt that it would be best not to bad-mouth him because it would confuse us since we were so young. I remember that I was pretty upset when he left, and I couldn’t understand why. Continue reading