After we got home from T'giving at my sister's, I lost my balance trying to dash out of the garage, in the rain, carrying things from the T'giving dinner ~ fell and landed hard on my knees.
My left knee was extremely painful, so I laid there motionless on my purse, getting rained upon, merrily soaking in a cold puddle ~ all pissed-off, mad and angry (redundant much?) for what seemed like 5 minutes ~ while a worried poor Stephy carried our stuff across the parking lot and into the apartment, then came back to help me. I was really scared to get up for fear my knee was broken (sure felt like it). Eventually we made it inside. I took off my muddy clothes and spent a few hours with the puffed-up discolored knee packed in ice.
It's still tender and a bit swollen today, but not too bad! *sweat drop*
Heh. A medical bill is just what we would need on top of everything else.