Happens Every Time
29 Nov 2011 1 Comment
in It's All About Me Tags: things that suck
Every single time my husband goes out of town, I have some kind of injury to myself or a disaster befalls the house. Every. Single. Time. And it’s frustrating. One year, when he went to my step-daughter’s over night to help her do something in the house, my left knee blew and I ended up needing surgery. Another time he went away (again to my step-daughter’s), I sprained my wrist AND the basement backed up with sewage. It never ever fails. I’m doomed to have disaster befall when my husband goes away.
This year, I planned ahead. I took time off from work last week, and arranged to work from home yesterday and today because our dog is so spazzy when she’s left alone that I knew if I left her for 10 hours during the day, she’d either chew herself up, or eat one of the cats. And that’s not something I’d want to come home to. I felt relatively safe this time with Bob on his annual hunting trip. I was going to enjoy my vacation from my husband.
And I made it from Friday to Sunday afternoon with no disaster. None. Went shopping with my girls…saw my mom…got some christmas crafts done…it was all good. Until Sunday afternoon.
DUN DUN DUN
I got back from my mother’s, and put the dog inside. I went back outside to unload the car, got off the front steps, took two more steps, and boom…..

I went down. Right in the front yard. I don’t know what happened, or how it happened. But I went down. On my knee. My freshly repaired knee. The one I’m supposed to be really careful with. The one I’m not supposed to kneel on. So, I didn’t technically kneel. I more like crashed on it.
I’m sure the neighbors are wondering where the crazy shrieking was coming from.
So, my knee is ok…I guess. It’s a wait and see kind of thing. You see, the donor cartildge I had put in takes 18 months to grow in. And at this point, I can still do some very serious damage to it. But as I said, it’s wait and see. It’s too soon to know if I did any real damage.
My pride, on the other hand, is quite wounded. And I have a boo boo.


Nov 30, 2011 @ 04:22:44
Too bad you weren’t at work… Workman’s comp, baby!