The Bruise

I twisted my knee. I couldn't tell you how. I probably hit it on the corner of me desk too many times and then tried to walk on it. Thats usually the case.

So, I went to the pharmacy and got an ace bandage. This seemed to be helping, but I wasn't able to properly bend my knee. Yes, I realize thats the point.

The other morning I was walking down the steps in my house (to feed the dog before work), trying not to put pressue on my knee, when my foot slipped out from under me. Down the steps I go! I made the mistake of trying to catch myself rather than just letting myself fall backwards on my butt and slide down the stairs. I came down on my left thigh and slid to the floor. Somehow, I managed to not wake anyone else in the house, and to not hit my head.

Well, that lovely bruise complicated walking even more, but I managed for another 3 or 4 days....

I'm walking down the steps again to feed the dog dinner this time. Out from under me goes that foot again. Same exact scenario. I fell on my bruise and slide all the way down the stairs. I tried to catch myself again because I had a full glass of juice in my hand. I actually held onto that until I made it halfway down the stairs. Now, there is juice on the stairwell wall. Good thing we are painting soon.

The first time I was amused by my clumsiness. However, the second time that was not the case. And so, I give you a picture of The Bruise... (sorry about the poor quality of the pic it's from my phone)