It Could Have Been Worse, I Suppose...

Three weeks ago as I walked from the parking lot to Pond Central, I had the misfortune of slipping on some ice.  While I didn't fall down, my left knee twisted in a way that knees aren't really meant to twist.  It hurt, but it wasn't too bad... until the next day, which was the last time the manager of the Duck U. Bookstore was around (she's on maternity leave). 

That day the pain was pretty impressive, and my knee was awfully stiff.  For the next week, it got better slowly, until it really didn't bother me much anymore.  Oh, a weird step would make it hurt, but nothing too bad.  It was making some really cool popping noises, though.

This afternoon as I walked out of the back room at the store, my knee suddenly felt like someone had hit it with a spiked baseball bat.  I swear it was the worst pain I've ever felt, and this is coming from someone who passed 13 kidneystones in 12 months, and had a foot twisted backwards (not at the same time).  Fortunately, it only lasted a second or two, but ever since, my knee got stiffer and stiffer, and it got harder and harder to find a position that didn't hurt.

Well, tonight I went to a medical clinic, and the doc (who looked like she was maybe 15) took some x-rays and checked the swelling and range of motion.  Diagnosis: severe sprain.

Prognosis: ow.

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