My name is Gerald Farnell, and I suffer from a rare degenerative form of Osteoarthritis. I want to tell a little bit about my story, and how I found a simple solution to a problem that has plagued me since childhood.
When I was seven years old, my mother noticed that my left kneecap was swollen and red, and I was walking with a bit of a limp. I don’t remember a lot about it, other than that I thought it was an injury from playing football with my older brother John. John was a few years older than I, and always a bit rough on me, so getting injured was not really a new headline, but my mother thought we should have it checked out anyway.