Not-So-Happy Anniversary!

Two years ago today I was walking across the street on campus when a car turned right and took me out. Not my best day. My grandpa always said that you should always wear clean underwear just in case you have to go to the hospital... Great advice except he never said that I should also wear makeup and a bra. That day my final garment was due that I worked REALLY hard on so I literally went to class in my pjs. All of a sudden I was on the ground, when I was carried to the curb I was surrounded by a dozen dudes asking if I was okay. My left leg was bending the WRONG direction. It wasn't in pain, but something was weird, I couldn't feel it touching the ground either. I should also mention this was a hit and run, or I should rather say a plow a person- pathetic attempt at helping-and escaping while no one was looking. By the time I was in the ambulance the pain was coming so I was cracking jokes because that's what I do in pain and I was so charming that they even hung out with me in the hospital for awhile. I thought that I better get a date out of this! I had a crushed tibial plateau. They made me wait 10 days for surgery, I couldn't even move. What followed was a complete downward spiral into grief and loss. But I won't relish in that today. What I will say is that through this, I re-met my loving husband Tristan who dated a girl in a wheelchair. And who helped me through my anger and grief. So, happy but not-so-happy anniversary arthritic left knee. I hope I get to keep you for awhile longer. I'm attached to you.