I'm so lucky! Tonight at Austin's birthday party, I stepped off of their deck and somehow became unbalanced and fell, hitting my knee on one of their pavers. Sherri brought me home and then had to leave to check out the church nurseries. Eli has become my care giver. He has checked my knee twice and has informed that there isn't any blood. He has also informed me that he is in charge while Sherri is away. My 6 year old thinks that he is Doogie Howser, MD!
My therapist (Eli) is great at pain management . He has managed to hit, fall and climb on my knee -causing me pain. Maybe he's looking for job security ...
Another lucky moment: Sherri is now home. She helped me put a knee brace on. The only problem is that she learned her bedside manner from the Spanish inquisition school of nursing. After laughing while I screamed in pain, Eli went and got me a waterproof bandaid. After all, bandaids make everything better. Eli didn't do so bad after all.
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