Last night, as I was getting ready to go bed, that means that I was seated parallel to my bed and my Mom helps me stand up and out of my chair and then I lay down in my bed. I sat there, and I just said, “My knee hurts.”
That is just a ‘matter-of-fact, statement for me now, eight years after my second surgery. Well, in two months, it will be 8 years. I remember when I used to gasp and cry when my knee popped out.
I don’t do that anymore. It just hurts. It was really throbbing last night and I think I did that to myself because I reposted a post talking about Jumanji 2, that’s what we watched yesterday. And that post, I spoke about my knee throbbing. We watched all of it except for the last 25 minutes. We watched that today.
I am not going to jinx it and say that my knee will be fine tonight because I don’t know if it will be yet… but I still can hope 24 years into this journey… #MSsucks!!! 😒😒😒…