The morning after busting my knee in a fell race, I woke up. This was the moment I would find out how bad it was. It felt ok, but then I got up. Ouch! My knee was not well. I wanted to not use it at all. But I knew that would be unwise. I forced myself to potter through the house, including up and down the stairs. And I texted Susan. Could I get a ride to work? I could!
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Only mild swelling! |
When we got to work, Susan sourced me a bag of ice to put on my knee. That was kind! And I got through the day. If I had sat down for a while, my knee sort of froze in position, so either stretching or flexing it after having done some work was difficult. But I wasn’t in a hurry.
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Iced knee |
On the way back, Susan suggested we pop by Tesco. I made sure to buy some Ibuprofen there! That might fight the inflammation. And some groceries I needed. She was worried I would struggle to get myself to a shop. It's good to have friends.
It was now Easter holiday. I had really hoped to do some hiking and running with my days off! But I suppose I had to change my plans now. I suppose that's life. I was just hoping that I could have at least some outdoor fun if my knee would heal quickly enough. But there are plenty of other things to do…
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