Just before I woke Sean up for school, my knee popped out. It stayed out of socket and burning (which is really painful!) after my Mom got me out of bed. She tried raising my right foot up as I sat in my chair but it wasn’t budging. I sat in my chair with my knee burning even as we ate breakfast. It was only during my Mom transferring me from my chair that it popped back into place.
I thought of this scene in The Neverending Story, a movie that I saw over 1 million times growing up:
Unlike Bastian, I could not hide from the boys in a bookstore nor could I escape my knee popping out and popping back in again today and all the pain I experienced. Just before my mom and I began a routine, I heard the rain falling on my awnings and I understood why I felt so terribly in addition to my knee hurting so much.
My Mom and I talked about my knee and I am trying to except that this is just how it is going to be! Lately, I’ve been, “thrown in the dumpster” every day and I can’t imagine that not being the case. Even though the rain has eased up a bit, my knee still hurts!