Yesterday I was working out to my lil walk workout. I almost finished it, I was doing a runners stretch when all of the sudden POP...and I fell crying to the floor...oh it HURT! My knee basically just went in a way it wasn't supposed to. I'm not exactly sure what happened to it, but it felt like it popped out of place somehow. Thats the only way I know how to describe it.
So I called my friend and asked her to take me to the Krankenhouse (the German ER), she dropped me off, I hobbled up the hill and into the ER. Nobody was in there, and they saw me right away. I had to get an xray...NOT fun when you have no pants on, let me tell you. I had to get an ultrasound...again no pants. And then I saw the dr. again. He said that there was fluid build up in my knee, and it was twisted. Hmmm??? Language barrier anyone? So he told me that I needed injections, and it had to be bandaged, and elevated and iced. Can do. I asked what the injections were for. One is the painkiller, and the other was for the muscle (steroid perhaps?). Needless to say, I went into another room and had to pull down my pants yet AGAIN. The female nurse was giving me the shots, and then the male dr. comes in. Here I am standing, waiting for my shots, in all my glory with my cute lil pink Victoria Secret undies on, and in walks a man. I didn't get embarrassed...I just kind of was like whatever. I mean he's a dr. and while its not cool to have any male look at me other than my husband, I'm sure he's seen much worse. Besides, I've had 2 kids and after the 2nd I can't really say that I care too much what people see anymore. Its just not an issue for me like it was before. Have I ever told you the story of the poor pvt. that came in to give me my breakfast right after I had Sierra?? Poor private having to give women who just had a baby, and breastfeeding, their breakfast...again, I'm sure he's probably seen worse by now, but he was totally blushing as he left my room.
So back to my knee. I got the injections, was told not to drive, or walk on it, and to keep it elevated. HELLOOOOO, I have KIDS!! I said, yeah sure, we'll see how that works out, oh and by the way I have laundry in the basement down the three flights of stairs (not big flights, but still). So my friend picks me up, I came home, and was lucky enough to have my neighbor Ann get my laundry for me. Thank you Ann! My friend Danielle got Sierra and Autumn from school for me. Thank you Danielle! And my friend Lauren (who gave me the rides everywhere) got me some crescent rolls that I needed for dinner. Thank you Lauren! I feel soooo thankful to have such great people around me. This knee thing hasn't been easy. I'm just so lucky to have people who are willing to help. On the other hand, thats just what wives do for each other. As long as you aren't stubborn enough to NOT ask, people are almost always willing to help one another. Just goes to show you that military wives really are sisters in so many ways. We get it, we understand, and we help each other out when its needed. I am one lucky person!
Now....who wants to put my laundry away for me.....ha ha ha ha! JUST KIDDING!