Injury Reserve

I turned down a prescription for codeine today.  I know, I know- you substance abusers followers of this blog (and you know who you are!) would have paid good money for one of those wouldn’t you?  But pain is nothing new to me- I’ve been been knocked unconscious, stitched up, and bruised most of my sports-playing life.  Next time, I’ll take preorders and see if its worth my investment!

Besides, this is my “bad” knee.  And a bad knee is like an abusive domestic partner.  Sometimes it surprises you and you’re amazed at something it does that reminds you why you love it so much.  Then bam! you run into another door again…

So I got to change into something more sexy: a hospital muumuu, and take more x-ray’s which are only the precursor to another MRI.  Perfect!  A new nickname- Chernobyl…  I  also got a fresh supply of steroids to being down the swelling.  And y’all wondered how I got such great biceps.