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Sunday had its ups and downs.
Up. We went to Shrewsbury Faire. We decked ourselves in our garb, piled into the car, and sang fun songs in three-part harmony as we drove out to the middle of nowhere. We met Eric, Dawn and Amanda there, roamed about, shopped, clambered up and down hills to watch the jousting event and then began the walk back to the car so we could meet![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lurkitty and her spouse for dinner in Corvallis.
Down. G and I were on our way out of the faire when I slipped on the grass, fell and dragged G down on top of my left leg. That was when I heard the unwholesome “pop!” When I say "down," I mean that literally here. I limped out to the car and we drove the 45 minutes to the restaurant.
Up. We had a lovely dinner at Intabas with wonderful people. There was laughter, punning, a really nice salad, and a thoughtful server with an icepack. I really enjoyed connecting withlurkitty and hope to meet again soon.
Down. Despite my careful attention, this is a bad sprain. I really wish I had the Gray’s Anatomy book so I could put a proper name to the muscle. I can feel it. It is swollen, and I have probably only 80% of my range of motion and most of that involves a degree of pain. *sigh* On the plus side, it is completely manageable. I’m not going to be doing any major legwork in the next few days, but all will be well. I’m sad to be rather immobile for the week, but I’ll bounce back. The most disturbing part is the resonating sound of the pop my knee made. It was truly an unholy noise.
Meanwhile, I am learning to be content with my new role as Gimperella, Queen in the Land of Limps-a-lot. If anyone wants me, I’ll be bludging at home today.
Up. We went to Shrewsbury Faire. We decked ourselves in our garb, piled into the car, and sang fun songs in three-part harmony as we drove out to the middle of nowhere. We met Eric, Dawn and Amanda there, roamed about, shopped, clambered up and down hills to watch the jousting event and then began the walk back to the car so we could meet
lurkitty and her spouse for dinner in Corvallis. Down. G and I were on our way out of the faire when I slipped on the grass, fell and dragged G down on top of my left leg. That was when I heard the unwholesome “pop!” When I say "down," I mean that literally here. I limped out to the car and we drove the 45 minutes to the restaurant.
Up. We had a lovely dinner at Intabas with wonderful people. There was laughter, punning, a really nice salad, and a thoughtful server with an icepack. I really enjoyed connecting with
lurkitty and hope to meet again soon.Down. Despite my careful attention, this is a bad sprain. I really wish I had the Gray’s Anatomy book so I could put a proper name to the muscle. I can feel it. It is swollen, and I have probably only 80% of my range of motion and most of that involves a degree of pain. *sigh* On the plus side, it is completely manageable. I’m not going to be doing any major legwork in the next few days, but all will be well. I’m sad to be rather immobile for the week, but I’ll bounce back. The most disturbing part is the resonating sound of the pop my knee made. It was truly an unholy noise.
Meanwhile, I am learning to be content with my new role as Gimperella, Queen in the Land of Limps-a-lot. If anyone wants me, I’ll be bludging at home today.
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But I'm still bringing the arnica upstairs tonight to rub on them after my bath. *g*