Then I noticed that my knee was bloated and swelling on one side.
It didn't take too long to figure out the cause of this symptom. Normally, when I switch positions while sitting on the computer, I'll opt to sitting on my knees for extra pressure, since I enjoy the feel of heavy G's on my person. Unpredictable light touches make me nervous, but direct heavy force calms me. I've always carried a heavy backpack since my school days, since I feel comfortable knowing that I've got everything I need in there. (It also makes it easier to lean my arms against a thick spine of books while riding the bus)
However, one thing that religiously devout people don't mention about being on your knees all the time is that it builds up callouses, just like any other part of your body. I was utterly surprised to find out that other people didn't normally develop white crusty blisters on their elbows and knees. I thought it was a naturally occurring symptom.
|Not mine, but a medical representation.|
Mine also had two smaller calluses below the knee where I rested my legs.
|My general philosophy of "Maybe if I ignore it, it'll go away"|
wasn't proving to work out after the second day.
|I can't understand how anybody can get used to asking the same questions|
multiple times a day.
The doctor gave a prescription, and a warning to stop sitting on my knees for the time being. While it sounds obvious, it's not very easy for someone so ingrained with certain habits to break them, despite all evidence to the contrary that these actions are hazardous to your health.
I thought I'd have to reorganize my current writing space, so that I could work standing up by leaning up against a long flat surface (somewhat like against the back edge of a filing cabinet), since it'd save the effort of having to buy a new piece of space-wasting furniture, and it'd be easier than having to use one of the newfangled "standing stations" that revolutionize office work. But then it was decided I needed a chair that didn't restrain my legs from spreading wide enough. (Preferably one with elevated armrests)
|I take a weirdly morbid sense of pride in my calluses.|