What Happened Last Night in Dunfanaghy

I was ready to go to the music festival, and I was putting on my shoes while sitting on the bed. Both my legs were of course in the 90 degree position as they always are when one is sitting. When I tried to get up, I couldn't, as my left knee locked, even though at the time I was wearing my support bandage. I was in excruciating pain each time I tried to straighten my leg, and basically, I just couldn't. I thought I had torn the ligament more when trying to get up, but was inwardly hoping it was a lock and not more damage to my ligament. In an hour of excruciating pain in trying to straighten it out, I finally could stand up. The NOW Doc, which is the emergency doctor after hours, told me to put on a brace that I luckily had from my previous stay at the Emergency Dept. It basically acts as a brace like a leg cast on your leg when your leg is broken, and it doesn't allow you to bend your leg when you sit. I have been wearing that to bed and all the time since last night. I can walk with it, and I still will, but it keeps your leg very rigid because of the metal bars in the back. The doctor said that the tear in the ligament is causing the leg to lock, but I already knew that. I had one of the worst evenings ever! I never saw Joe that upset, so it was not a good one.

It is now morning, and I am sitting in my lounge chair with my leg up on a stool, as I can't bend it with the brace on. I will have to wear this till the ligament heals, which may take up to 6 months from the time of the fall. It has been two months so far, so I have a while to go. I will of course take it off for the therapy.

I am glad that I can still take my walk in the morning with Joe, as I do have to get out, but I will be walking at snail's pace. I will have to see if Joe can fit the stool under the machine table so I can sew with my left leg up...we shall see about that, and if he can manage that. I can't go food shopping with Joe on the bus, as it would be impossible to keep my leg straight on the bus with the brace, so I am upset about that.It is hard for him to do it all on his own.

Anyways, that sort of changed my plans for last night...I am trying to keep my spirits up...I really am, but all these kinds of events don't help. Well, I will see about the sewing, Joe can bring me my supplies for scrapbooking to my chair, I guess, and thank God for crocheting.I can also do my watercolours.

That is the latest news....Joe has to go to work on Tuesday and Wednesday, so when he gets up this morning, we will have to see if I can handle walking the dogs, so I can take them out once at around noon till he comes home...If the dogs pull me with the brace on, that won't be funny. (Oh...No point in suggesting that a neighbor take them out...LOL... Rufus, who is our border collie, would eat them up alive. After his extreme abuse, he is terrible with people....Need I say more?) He is a sweetheart to us, and he knows something is wrong with me, so he is not in good shape either.

Sorry that I was whining so....I will be back to my positive self next post....I will just have to psyche myself up for that. I am beginning to think the luck of the Irish in me has totally run out. I am seriously considering a lucky charm. LOL

Thanks for listening....I got it out of my system, so onward.