Aug 03, 2004 23:16
my good knee is busted. so I am cripple forever. no dance.no eat, vicoden makes me sick.
surgery in a month probably.
no insurence.
wait in emergency room for 6 and a half hours for a five minuets with a doctor.
bed ridden for another 5 months i suppose.
when i wake up i won't be a teenager anymore.
the doctors can't explain it. they suppose it's a birth defect.
i would do anything for real knees. dear god, let me have real knees.
dear santa, all I want for christmas is real knees. somebody save me.