I really did it this time. On Wednesday, I was working at home. I took a break and was doing a little weeding and rearranging in the back yard in anticipation of the cookout I'm planning for the 4th of July. We have one of those big outdoor umbrellas and it's a bit worse for wear. I decided to make sure it was working properly. I had a hard time raising it because the cord is rotten--so I stood on one of the chairs to get a better reach. That sort of worked--but I wasn't close enough to lift it all the way by hand, so I stood on the table. I got the umbrella up but noticed that it wasn't connected to all of the "arms" of the frame. I reached out to attach the fabric and the table started wobbling...and I knew I was in trouble. I managed to control my fall a bit and I landed on my rear rather than my front. I fell all the way to the ground, gently bumping my head against the fence (slight bruise, no concussion), and twisting my knee. I don't know how I managed to hurt my knee--I think I knocked it on one of the chairs--but as soon as I stood up I knew there was a problem. I took one step, felt a pop and a crunch and I sat down again. Luckily, I had my phone nearby. I called work friend Liz (can't remember her blog name!) and after a little back and forth, she said she'd come over and drive me to the hospital. I called my doctor to make sure this was the right move--it was. I managed to get myself into the house and put on an ice pack before Liz arrived, but I couldn't put any weight on it.
The emergency room visit was pretty much par for the course. We waited an hour together before they took me in the back where Liz couldn't follow. Four hours later, I had a clear x-ray (no surprise--I was certain I hadn't fractured anything), a pair of crutches, a knee wrapped in an ace bandage, and prescriptions for a megadose of ibuprofen and some narcotics for "break though" pain.
I took off work on Thursday and did nothing except schedule an appointment with an orthopedist and watch some really bad movies. On Friday, I ended up having to drive to the doctor--not as bad as I thought it would be--and they said I needed an MRI. Duh. While the doctor was examining me I said, "MCL tear?" and he said, "Probably--are you a doctor?" I said, "Not that kind of doctor!" Which at least got a smile from him. Later he said it might be the ACL. Either way, it's lousy, but both can be remedied. Also, it's fine for me to walk on it--walking to tolerance is what the medical assistant said. She gave me a few little exercises to do.
On Friday, Alicia came over and we walked over to the grocery store. She didn't want me to walk (well, hobble--I was using the crutches), but in the end, I'm glad I did. I was able to use this little motorized cart to get around the store, which is pretty cool, and means I can go shopping solo. We had fun and we cooked dinner later.
Today, I'm feeling much better. It still hurts, but I can put a lot more weight on it and using the crutches isn't strictly necessary--though I can move much faster with them. I do a kind of hop-shuffle thing without them.
And this is the funny thing--I've never been on crutches before. I don't like them, my arms hurt, and they're uncomfortable. But I'm still kind of fascinated by them. They make you see the whole world differently. I sure wish I hadn't screwed up my knee and I would be glad to not use them...but it's still kind of interesting.
And, yes, I think no matter what I'm quitting my job. It's just a question of when I put in my notice. I have some breathing room because my grand jury service starts on Monday. I'm still going!
Grateful for: learning experiences.