The Bee’s Knees… Not!

I’m taking a break from the ice packs. I have laid around so much today that I’m tired of laying around.  I did spend time visiting on the phone this afternoon, cutting up and laughing and just visiting with a dear blogging friend.  She said I had better post pics of my knee after I told her it was looking better.  I don’t think she believed me…

If you hadn’t read my posts for very long or don’t remember,  I hate ice.  Let me clarify… I love ice in my tea or in my soda.  I hate ice on my body.  Generally I think it makes things hurt more than it helps.  However, in this case I have to say that I have been faithful to putting ice packs on my knee and it is helping.  My knee is achy, but it does not hurt to walk on my leg, carefully.  The swelling is dispersing around and not so defined and tight.  If I can force myself to stay off my feet and ice for another 24 hours and it keeps going like it has, then I’m not going to worry about getting it checked out by a doc. 

‘Scuse the wrinkled knees… It comes with the territory of aging.  My laugh wrinkles are worse.  Anyway you can see the swelling is going across the front and other side of my knee.

From another angle. I’m going to have a very colorful knee for a while.

We had a rainstorm blow through while I was in the bed with my leg propped up.  It had quit by the time I took my ice pack break and the sunshine had come out in all it’s glory so I thought I’d take my knee pictures outside.

Do I need to tell you that it is now very humid?

  I think I’d rather just say that these photos caught the angels working on my oweee.

Would It Be Cheaper

To fix me or maybe SueSue’s foot?  But before we go there… Guess what I found this morning while weeding at God-thirty in the morning, as in not too long after dawn?

Got any idea?

becoming clearer?

Yep, a bunny nest.  No babies, though.  They are big enough to be out on their own and I’ve seen some of the young’uns out and about on the prairie.  Here’s where they were hiding out in plain sight -

Remember the grass and weeds I’ve been needing to clean out around the daylilies and the iris? The one that I so brashly stated that would only take a couple of days to clean out?  I guess the reason I didn’t get out sooner to start was because the babies needed time to grow and leave the nest…

and start eating on my ONE good head of cabbage.  It was beautiful. Four days ago. Late in the afternoon, early evening.

Today, after bunny brunch.  This cabbage was just right and big. Four and a half pounds of wonderful, sweet crunchy cabbage.  Now bunny food… Dang.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch… Me or SueSue?  Suess was on my heels in the kitchen when I was turning out the ice trays.  She likes the little crunchies that break off when I crack the trays. I took a few steps towards the living room, talking to Carol.  I turned back to finish the ice… and stepped on SueSue.  I knew I was on her because I was barefoot and could feel her furry foot.  I jerked my foot off and fell square on my knee.

She is okay.  I’m not sure about me.

Didn’t hurt when I landed. Felt kind of like a denim burn.  I had on jeans. I took these about twenty minutes after it happened. It didn’t hurt to walk.  I got in the tub and noticed it had started to swell.  Now it hurts like being stuck with a hot poker whenever I move my leg.  Dang! Double Dang!  Poopy baby diapers DANG.

Why couldn’t I just have stepped on the Baby Girl?!! At least I’ve got ice for the ice packs.

I’ll keep you posted on whether I’m more costly than SueSue.  Tomorrow…