I'd like to say I have no idea why my left knee is torturing me but I know darned well what happened.
Night before last at work I rapped it a good one trying to get around a wheelchair in tight quarters. It didn't bother me much other than hurting like heck for a few minutes; until I finally got a chance to sit down - which was on my way home from work.
Now, I wish someone could tell me why it would be that as long as I'm up and moving, or sitting stationary it doesn't hurt all that much - but bending my leg to sit down or get back up or reposition when I'm trying to get comfortable enough to fall asleep really does hurt all that much. While I can easily and comfortably pull my right knee up to my chin, the left one flat objects to any such thing and will not go past halfway.
OUCH.
Yes I know my OSHA training about making sure your path is clear before you try to go anywhere. People make fun of me for it all the time (and then they're glad I took the trouble ahead of time). How ironic is it that I'm the one who nailed my knee on a wheelchair I put there my own self in preparation for it to accept someone in a hoyer transfer?!? What the heck.
In my own defense, there were but a few inches clearance within which to maneuver - but I'd have been fine if I didn't have such knobby knees.
*sigh*
I think I might be getting old.
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