Saturday, November 26, 2005

Yeah, yeah, I'm still here...

I can't believe I've been away from the blog for so long, but I guess I have. Amazing how one little thing can suck up all your free time.

Case in point...hubby's knee.

My hubby is a wonderful guy. And a wonderful guy like hubby, who also happens to be a historian, volunteers to help our 8th graders go on the last field trip of the year (before the edict on "no field trips after Thanksgiving due to the fact we've run out of money for fuel for the buses" goes into effect). The trip is to a local Civil War battlefield that hubby spends a lot of time at, giving tours, volunteering, etc. So hubby is having a grand time, the kids are loving it, the teachers are loving it (he gets really into it when he's doing things like this) and he hops down into a pit where the large cannons are to show the kids how they work and - BAM! - he lands wrong on his 52 year old knee and screws it up big time.

At the time he thought he just twisted it and winced his way through the rest of the field trip. He gets home and it's the size of a large grapefruit. I get home and we go to the ER. A few days later we have it drained and the doctor says it's either a hairline fracture or a torn ligament. Great. He's in a knee brace and is told to keep it up, keep off, and ice it. Well, the best place to keep off of it, keep it up, and keep it iced is in front of the computer.

So, while hubby is being good and following doctor's orders, he'd doing it in front of the computer, and I'm doing anything in the house that requires walking, which is pretty much everything. Hence no time to blog.

Sigh. If it's not one thing, it's another.


Anonymous said...

Please tell Mr. Bluebird to watch out where he jumps from now on! Messed up knees are NOT good!

The worried friend,
Mrs. Robin in Ohio

Dr. Phat Tony said...

Feet and Knees together. The only thing they taught at Airborne school that was worth listening to.