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In
case you haven't been reading the Comments, I did go to the doctor on
Tuesday for my bum knee. The doc poked at my knee and twisted it all
around before declaring that I have a bad contusion--which is just a
fancy word for "bruise"--and that it doesn't appear to have any
structural damage. No torn ligaments, no cracked kneecap, no build-up of
highly-toxic bacterial fluids. He did say I might have some blood under
the kneecap, but nothing serious (I would classify blood under the
kneecap as very serious, but I guess that's why I'm not a
doctor). So, it looks like I'll be back playing ball and golfing pretty
soon (golfing should be no problem, unless the rule is Cart Path Only,
which is a bitch). And it has felt better in the last few days, so
that's a plus.
And speaking of not reading the Comments, my
mom send me a nasty-gram on Tuesday night about my knee. See, my mom had
knee replacement surgery a couple of years ago and she knows all about
knee injuries and how fragile the ligaments are and all that stuff. I
won't post her email here, but the gist of it was, "Go to the doctor
RIGHT NOW, you idiot!" Then, five minutes later, I get an apology
(sort-of) after she read my
comments
about going to see the doctor. Heh. Of course, she is my mom, so
nasty-grams are allowed and probably warranted.
(By the way, yes, my parents do read this blog
faithfully and they do--most of the time--read the Comments. I'm sure
they're quite often entertained by the crudeness and the rudeness of
some of the comments. Not that I'm asking anyone to tone it down or
anything...) |