Monday, July 6, 2015
Again with the walk on water thing!
Following the parade, I knew my knee hurt. The bursitis was flaring up. But I'm a man. I can handle a little pain. Yeah, right! Saturday night the knee won. Every so often, some imp would run into the room, find a 15 inch pin and stick it in my knee. My breath would take a vacation. But Sunday would be better. Yeah, right! Cath got tired of the quick inhales followed by the twitch. Advil. Nothing. Somehow, Sumday night, I slept well. Got up without wincing. At last, the pain had abated. Yeah, right. By 7:00, the imp had returned. 9:30 in the doc's office. One knee...one shot. Oh my goodness. I can walk. I can sit. I can move without pain. If miraculous is too strong a word, so be it! I love my doc! And I love you!