Thursday, April 22, 2010
Our anniversary day was turning out so nice; my bum knee wasn't causing me excessive pain, my back pain was only moderate, the weather was dry even though the weatherman had prophesied rain; and we were already dressed so when our son got here, we could just leave for the restaurant.
But just before our son came to take us out to dinner for our anniversary, we decided to take pictures or ourselves (my hubby and me) to mark the occasion. For the picture containing both of us, I focused the camera in and set the automatic timer and dashed over (it was just a couple steps) to the chair for the shot. The proof was okay but I wasn't happy with it because the shutter snapped and it caught me looking toward the ringing phone, so I thought we'd give it another try. Again, I focused in the camera, set the timer, dashed over to my spot, but this time my bad knee (which wasn't being all that bad at the time) collided with my hubby's knee as I spun around to position myself and the loud snap from my knee as well as my loud yelp filled the air throughout the house at the same time as the camera clicked! (Seriously, I thought it was broke!) There was no picture taking after that bit of excitement because my knee then hurt like the very dickens--again! After a short while and I could get some composure, I surmised that the knee wasn't broken, but it was very sore!
Our son arrived and together the guys helped me limp out to the car and we headed to the restaurant where I sat very uncomfortably. It remained sore and kept me awake pretty much throughout the night and I wondered if I would even make it into therapy in the morning for evaluation. As it happened, my knee pretty much recovered from the 'snap' during pampering throughout the night, and settled back into its latest regime that it had assumed before our anniversary of, 'as long as I didn't use it, it wouldn't hurt me'. It was on pretty good behavior while at the therapist and the 'testing manipulations' the therapist preformed caused little or no pain at all, so of course they still don't know what's wrong with that knee or what is causing the pain and swelling when I manipulate it.
Later, when I picked up the camera, I decided to see all the takes that were on it that I needed to edit out, and there it was; it was fuzzy to be sure, but the expression of sharp agony was obvious. Other than that little bump in the road, it was a very nice anniversary!