There's nothing like spending the first lovely, sunny day in the local emergency room. XP
After a wonderfully productive morning, I decided to dash over to the store next door for a diet tea (neither vending machine in our office would accept dollar bills). Okay, not even dash - it was sort of a relaxed meander. But I walked down the five shallow steps to the street level, when I hit the last step, something inside my knee popped. Then it was incredibly painful to stand or walk.
Much time later, I'm home with crutches, a leg brace, a prescription for percoset, and a diagnosis of (probable) sprain. Since ligaments are not visible on x-rays, if it doesn't start improving in a week, we're off to the orthopedist.
Well (as Nan would say), that's poop.
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