Seriously, WHAT THE HELL?!
I just dislocated my other knee. Like... Maybe twenty minutes ago. Probably less. This is getting troublesome.
*sigh* Dammit.
I need to talk to someone about this; it can't continue. I won't allow it.
Frustrating. Really, really frustrating. There's always something, isn't there?
For my part, I forced myself up off the floor and made myself walk. I have a crutch at my bedside now, because I'm sure that by tomorrow... well, later today, when I get up, my leg won't be able to bear weight.
My hands are still shaking a bit from the pain of it, but you know... I think my ass hurts more than my leg. I think I hit my bedframe or something on the way down. That's sure to bruise. -.-
It's funny. I don't know whether I should be proud for my stubbornness in getting up so quickly, or if I should call myself a moron. Heh. Probably both.
Great. Frecking peachy. Another three (two, if I can force it) days of being laid up, generally unable to move. ... Didn't I just frecking do this?!
*headdesk* I hate this Gods-damned body.
Good thing I didn't get rid of those stupid crutches... >.>
Lynx
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