Life. It [Continues]

It doesn't really hurt. It just looks like a juicy tumor.
And it's not like I didn't see it coming or feel it happen immediately.
Duh, I knew to call for the icepack, the elevation, and the immediate meds while I winced and elbow propped on top of kitchen crumbs. Cause I've been in this sort of position one too many times before...or three

This time didn't really have a cool story though.
I spat an insult, I wound up on the floor.
I cursed kind of loud.
I never got to retaliate.
Although the rum rushed to my bedside...very very nice touch
But the breakfast dinner, chocolate chip muffins, and a night in with a movie...much sweeter touch. Lotta heart. I gotta forgive for that.

So I've injured my knee again.
By now, I figure it's just a matter of months in between each hyper-extension.
This was round four.
It's kind of a bore.
I've been here before.
And I'll be like this for a week or more.

Rock on spring break.