Monday, January 11, 2010
Rarely am I a whiny little brat. Bitchy? Yes, and frequently, but whiny? Noooo. Well, today I am a whiny little brat. I hurt my "good" knee a few days ago. I don't even know what I did to it. I'm guessing that last Thursday when I had to stand on the Metra the whole way downtown might have been the problem. Now my right knee has no inclination to bend. It also kept me up all night last night, with pain just about everywhere. Therefore: me = whining. There are days (few, though) that I wish I lived with someone, anyone else, so I had someone to help me out. I asked the dust bunnies if they would lend a sista a hand, they were having none of it. I can only take Tylenol, so I choose to take nothing, and suffer through it. Monday laughs at me.