If Santa could bring me a new knee this Christmas, I wouldn't ask for anything else. My right knee decided two weeks ago, for no good reason, that it hates me. It literally came out of the blue. It was just fine, and then I got down from a bar stool in the same way that I always do, without putting any kind of undue strain on my knee, heard/felt a cracking not unlike a car on gravel, and it's been a mess ever since. These last two weeks of my life have revolved around ice packs, heat packs, knee braces and Aleve. With enough pampering, it will start to feel almost one hundred percent better... and then one slight twist the wrong way, and I'm back where I started. Now, all of my other body parts, including the other knee, are starting to get sore just from picking up all the slack. I don't want to be grumpy during all of our upcoming visits with friends and family for the holidays, but it's hard not to be when I'm in so much pain. It doesn't help that I can only take a half-dose per day of the aforementioned pain reliever, because any more than that will make my nose bleed. Unfortunately it's the only thing I've found to be at all effective for this kind of pain.
Okay, I'll stop whining now. You can go back to what you were doing.
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