by susie
Thanks to all the people who donated, I’ll be able to breathe for a few months. I’m especially grateful that so many people signed up for monthly contributions, which will help me tremendously. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
by susie
So for three weeks, I’ve been wearing a brace and babying my Bakers cystic knee, elevating it whenever I could and icing it down. Until Friday, it didn’t feel that much better. Until Friday.
Friday, it felt so much better. I entertained the notion that I could carry a heavy chair upstairs alone, and I did! And nothing hurt.
Until Saturday morning, when I had to get up early and go to a family funeral. My knee, my sciatic nerve, and my hamstring screamed in pain: “NO! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, GET BACK IN BED!!!!”
It was the worst feeling I’ve ever had, and it lasted all day and all night. This morning, I tried to stand up and had to drag my leg along, like Frankenstein’s monster. It hurts SO bad.
I am getting really sick of middle age. I like the wisdom and serenity and all that crap, but you can keep this sort of thing.
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