yah know when they saty stuff happens in threes they aint kidding. a couple weeks ago i slipped in the shower. it surprising how much damage a shampoo bottle can do. i wound up with a 2 inch wide by 8 inch long scrape on my back. no big deal. slept on my belly a few nights and will have a bit of a scar. last weekend cutting open a box of paper at the printshop the knife sliped and i cut my left hand about at the base of my thumb. it was deeper than i care for to doctor myself so i went up to the ER and they sowed me up with 6 stitches. another scar and some slight nerve damage as i dont have feeling just below the first joint of my thumb in an area about the size of a dime. no big deal, i have complete movement and feeling everywhere else. well last week i was joking with a guy i work with that stuff always happens in "threes" not taking it seriously. well guess what happened Saturday night?
i was leaving my parents, walked up to my truck, opened the door, shifted my weight to my left leg to hop up into it and "pop" my knee joint popped back, hyper-extending my knee, i saw stars, grabbed the steering wheel to keep from hitting the ground and invented a few new curse words. after a few minutes i crawled across the seat to the passenger side Darla asked if i was alright, i said i would be sleeping on the couch tonite b/c thats as far into the house as i was going to get and she drove me home and i hobbled into the house. i took a percicet and passed out. so i spent yesterday on the couch, with my leg propped up. pretty sure the cartilage is bruised in the front right hand side of the joint just like it was when this happened 4 and a half years ago. the only two things i cant figure out is why it happened as the ground was flat and i didnt trip, and why it didnt happen when i was out hunting some really rough country this past month. im glad it didnt but if it was going to just pop out why did it wait till there was no reason?oh wel Darlas having fun calling me gimpy for the time being.
Rattler
i was leaving my parents, walked up to my truck, opened the door, shifted my weight to my left leg to hop up into it and "pop" my knee joint popped back, hyper-extending my knee, i saw stars, grabbed the steering wheel to keep from hitting the ground and invented a few new curse words. after a few minutes i crawled across the seat to the passenger side Darla asked if i was alright, i said i would be sleeping on the couch tonite b/c thats as far into the house as i was going to get and she drove me home and i hobbled into the house. i took a percicet and passed out. so i spent yesterday on the couch, with my leg propped up. pretty sure the cartilage is bruised in the front right hand side of the joint just like it was when this happened 4 and a half years ago. the only two things i cant figure out is why it happened as the ground was flat and i didnt trip, and why it didnt happen when i was out hunting some really rough country this past month. im glad it didnt but if it was going to just pop out why did it wait till there was no reason?oh wel Darlas having fun calling me gimpy for the time being.
Rattler