That has become my new nickname.
Givin to me by my oh so wonderful friends. They say I'm always limping over something. And you know what? They are right. I don't think even a week has gone by this summer that I havn't been limping. I've hurt both my ankles several time. Hurt my big toe and now it's my knee.
Dog gone it!
On Monday for FHE I planned a water balloon fight. I was running up the stairs to my apartment and "tripped" and landed on my left knee. It started bleeding and hurt like nothing other. Then Tuesday I went water tubeing down the Provo River. It got a little rough and I tipped over and hit my knee again on a bunch of rocks.
I couldn't move my leg.
No joke.
And now here I am. Sitting on the couch because I still can't hardly move.
I use crutches. And boy let me tell you, they pretty much suck!
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