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And at some point when the crazy first-week-of-being-back-at-uni is over, I must remember to make a doctor's appointment. Because it's been... a little over two months now, I think, since my right knee upped and decided to deluge me with all-too-familiar OH JESUS DO NOT WANT pain - which several of you witnessed at D*C! - every time I bend it/straighten it/kneel down (OH GOD)/stand up (AUUUGH)/sit for a long time (WHYYYY)/walk for a long time (NOOOOO)/etc.
It hasn't spread, and I geniunely thank whatever powers that be, for that. But still - I've been down this road before.
And I'm not going to just deal, and I am not going to wait for it to get better when it gets better. I? Am not going to resign myself to hurting, this time.
Fuck that shit.
It hasn't spread, and I geniunely thank whatever powers that be, for that. But still - I've been down this road before.
And I'm not going to just deal, and I am not going to wait for it to get better when it gets better. I? Am not going to resign myself to hurting, this time.
Fuck that shit.