Some days are more challenging than others. After an evening of concern (on my part) and pure stubbornest (on Mr. B's part), yesterday morning I took Mr. B to the orthopedic doctor that gave him a new knee. The day before he had been working in his boat and felt something rip behind his knee. I was worried about blood clots. The back of his knee is black.
It turned out that he has torn his hamstring. He will be using crutches for at least a week. It will take a month to heal. They did send him to the hospital for an ultrasound. Thank goodness there were no blood clots.
We ended the day with me deciding to take a shower. I slipped and fell. The poor man raced to the bathroom to find me on the floor. I bumped my knee and elbow pretty good, otherwise, I'm fine. Time to get writing.
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