Yes, I went to the hospital at about 3:00 a because I thought I was dying. More xrays, more advise (good stuff) and interesting drugs!
What happened is... I ran out of painkillers and felt everything that I had injured. My body didn't react well. I had super chattering teeth and I wasn't cold. I was in a super panic and hyperventilating. Actually, I hurt so bad I would hold my breath.
Honestly, my legs hurt worse than giving birth. Always be careful when going down stairs and have a plan in case you trip. I was hanging on tightly, thankfully... or I'd been worse off. I go to the doctor. again tomorrow and all my results will be laid out on the table. Oh.... Swell, literally.
I have this theory that if I re-hurt my knees... new body junk is going to come to my rescue and maybe heal all the rest of my knees.
My children are so good to me and so our my grandchildren.
Tatum and Eirely listened to my heart and Adree made me a Siamese cat. Kiely wouldn't leave the house until she knew Larin or Marnie would be around here. I have really great nurses and a doctor, and a really smart fireman husband to help me. Sorry Steve, that the pain killer made me "talk through my hat" and I started laughing hysterically in the ER. If they didn't know I was Steve's wife I might be in the Behavioral Health Facility. Yeeeaaahhhh, a patient shouldn't ask for sterile leaches to suck the fluids out of my legs. At least one leg, the one that is twice as large as normal.
Dave thank you for coming up in the wee hours for the special Priesthood Blessing before Steve even arrived with the fire truck. I was able to slow down enough after the Blessing to breathe deep and quit hyperventilating.
Bottom line, I thought it was over for me and I was on my way out wit a blood clot.
BTW this isn't the first time. I knocked myself out falling down the stairs that go out to my moms. They are just a bit more stairs but I hit the side walk with my face. Thank you, no pictures.