Last week was crazy. I had a dental appointment on Wednesday, and those sort of appointments always cause me some anxiety. Making that transfer from my wheelchair to the exam chair is tricky, but manageable. I made it home with no issue, but then when I tried to transfer to the toilet, my right knee decided it wasn't going to hold me up. I didn't fall, but it made going to the bathroom a little more difficult because I had to move a whole lot slower than normal. The bigger inconvenience came when I couldn't transfer to my comfy recliner. I wasn't able to trust the muscle to maintain enough tone to safely pivot where I don't have extra support. Sleeping in my power chair is doable, but neither particularly comfortable or restful.
And I was more than a little concerned about the future if my mobility had changed.
Thankfully, by the end of the day Thursday, everything was back to normal. (This issue with my knee isn't new, it's been happening for years, but having it last more than a few minutes is new.)
I haven't had any further trouble with knee.