Now, haven't we heard this one before? Last night I fell, of course while I was home alone. I banged up the arm and the shoulder on a table, but the main concern was the knee. Imagine that! I twisted it and then landed on it and then almost fainted on the floor. I then spent the next 30 minutes deciding if I needed to go get it looked out. I ran through the checks: I could walk, I could put weight on it, but I had quite a bit of pain trying to stand up and just a dull ache overall. So, I took myself to the E/R.
What the F is up with people in the E/R? Is it the new dive hangout? Is it where people are now holding their family reunions? How many people does one really need to take with them to the E/R to feel comfortable? First off, the place was packed to the gills with people that did need treatment. Then there were all of those that were there because I guess they just felt like hanging out in a waiting room for a couple hours. You should have seen the look on the face of the nurse when I told her I didn't have anyone there with me to help push the wheelchair down the hall! I was definitely the lone man standing, or sitting for that matter.
To sum the knee up, who knows. The xrays are clean thank heavens. The Dr. recommended that I head back to the ortho and get an MRI because I could have torn anything. I can assure you that is NOT going to happen. For now I'm going to just deal with it and see how it feels in a couple weeks. It may just be scar tissue that got tore up. What it comes down to is even if something is torn no one will go near it with a 10 foot pole at this point without causing me to never walk again. This is my life in regards to the knee. It's frustrating and it's kind of sad. Maybe they also have an ace bandage they can wrap around my heart.