Bad luck
Well, in the last month and a half, not too much has gone on outside of the norm except one major thing. The 13th-15th, we went skiing in the mountains. I hadn’t been skiing but once before then and that was 10 years ago! So I was pretty excited. Jason was snowboarding and I was skiing. WAS being the keyword. I fell my third time going down the mountain and twisted my knee. I had to go to the hospital and our trip was cut short. *Pout* I was so upset. And of course it was non-refundable, so I felt like I wasted a lot of money, but how could I have known? Bleh. So I went to the doctor and got a knee immobilizer and some crutches. They also put me on Vicodin because it hurt like nothing I’ve ever felt before. Just excruciating pain. I have such bad luck. We had only skied for 3 hours when I fell. I just went back to the doctor’s yesterday, and he said that I dislocated my kneecap, which caused a tendon on the side of it to tear. I also bruised the bones pretty badly (so much that it actually showed up on the MRI). It sucks so bad. I can’t drive, sex is very difficult, and it’s such a pain to get around. I have to keep this brace on for another month and then I get to take physical therapy. Yippee… and I hope you can hear the sarcasm there. Freakin figures. Oh well. Maybe next year we can go again if I have the money again.