My knee's been hurting again, on and off for a while, and now I've been told not to walk so much. Before this I was told not to do yoga but to run on a treadmill. Before that I was told not to do squats but to do asanas. Before that I was told to wear an iron shoe and do leglifts but I think I ran out on that doc. The formula being care for it but don't overdo it, the success rate being next to nil, I still have a weak knee and muscle and fat accumulating right above it and nowhere else, man, how do these things happen. I've never been a sick kid but these strange persistent ailments really put me in a funk sometimes. I can bend five different ways thanks to all the stretching and yoga but nothing will fix this knee short of surgery and it will always hurt in rainy weather. All I need is a shotgun and a flearidden cap and I could beat your arthritic neighbourhood colonel at being cranky. But I don't have a dog. And now I'm forbidden to walk. Amar jibon ekta tragicomedy. Ab bas Everest Expedition then heroic death, nothing to be done. I think I'll go wade in some dirty water now.