What it comes down to is, I’ve wrecked my knee. My left knee to be precise, and I’ve torn my ligaments. I get to see my doctor about this, but not until Aug. 3, on a Monday. At the moment I can’t walk and I’ve been turned into a creeper – on hands and knees. And then, on top of it all, I need to get my apartment cleaned up and then a trip to the grocery for milk etc.
And what with my ligaments all torn my body insists on my sleeping so it can dedicate my energy to healing. So milk is really important since I need the vitamin D. So when it comes to our ligaments I have this curse for God, you lazy slob. Couldn’t give them a decent blood supply? You chintzy jerk. (Like that’s going to affect him.)
So it looks like I’m going to need a wheelchair to get around in, and help straightening up, and trips to the store. But fortunately I am getting more food money. Anyway, I thought it best that you know.| | | Next → |