Since She Asked . . .

Annie recently asked me how my knee was coming along, but since I don't like to talk about myself . . . Bawahahahahahaha!!! I'm kidding. It's all about me round these parts. Here's the latest:

It hurts like Hell, and it may actually be as bad as it was when I first injured it. Now before Ron starts ripping me a new arse, let me explain.

First, I have been wearing the brace and icing every day. The knee is okay until I try and do something like, oh I don't know, climb stairs! Second, while I can afford to not run around with the kids after school, I cannot afford to skip work, and sitting at a desk for 8 hours is not good for the healing process. Finally, the NASCAR race was a nightmare for the knee. The constant walking and climbing the 100 steps to our seats was pure misery. That is my fault, I guess, but it was unavoidable.

I was at Kyle's soccer practice earlier tonight, and stood for the entire hour. Sitting down, and getting back up was painful. Swell. So, in the interim, I am stretching a little, taking ibuprofen, and hoping for the best.

And in the meanwhile, I cannot exercise, and I can almost feel myself gaining weight.