It's the 4th of July. I spent the afternoon in the ER. I was standing, talking to a student at work. I shifted my weight, felt something snap, a stabbing pain and my knee collapsed out from under me. The only thing that stopped me from hitting the ground was my ninja-like reflexes as I caught myself on the half wall.
So, it's crutches and pain killers that do not kill the pain, it merely taunts it rudely.
I am not happy about any of this, but I am trying to open myself up to the universe to tell me what I've been missing. Usually, the only time something this painful happens is when I am failing to pay attention to clues. They start off small, and escalate into the 'clue by four' to the back of the head, or in this case to the knee.
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