Torturous Week Part 3…

So a hospital bed fell on my leg about 12 days ago, and I still have a bruise the size of a dinner plate on my right thigh and knee..

Thank you God, or the physics of falling objects, for sparing my knee.

I wrenched my back a bit, trying to pull the 300 to 400 pound bed off my leg, so that when I lean forward, there’s some nerve irritation that makes it hard for me to breathe…( from the twist and jerk I made to pull the bed up, I guess ) But my knee still works, and that’s important too, lol.

And a waa haa! And a boo hoo too. When my thigh and knee are less tender, I’ll go get reconfigured by the magical pretzelations of my chiropractor, and the world will be alright again, I guess.