I'm lying on couch, my right leg elevated on a pillow. I have a bad right knee that has dislocated in the past when I was 15 and 20, and on Friday it happened again... during yoga. I was doing Eagle Pose, one I've been doing fine for 2 years, but on Friday my knee dislocated (it fortunately did go back in). But if you know Eagle Pose, my left leg was wrapped around my right so it caused me to crash to the ground so I hurt my right wrist because I automatically put it down when I fell.

I fortunately was beside one of the studios RMTs who got me ice right away and did a good job looking after me. So on Friday I figured it was like the previous time when it had been swollen initially but had gotten better after a lot of icing and ibprofen. Unfortunately that's not happening right now - it's still swollen and way more painful than it's been previously so I'm worried about my knee (my wrist is still painful but the swelling's gone down).

I did go to a walk-in clinic yesterday (thanks to my parents driving me) and got a referral for an ultrasound on my knee, so I'm hoping to get in and have it checked tomorrow.

So currently I'm discovering that living on the 4th floor of a walk-up is not at all good with an injury. It is helpful to have my parents, with their car, living in the city. And by now, I'm completely sick of being in pain, sick of having my injury, disinterested in doing schoolwork and just generally whiny. Maybe I should take some more ibpofen.

ETA: So I realize this is not an uplifting post, so I thought I'd link you all to something that brought the hugest grin to my face and made me forget about my whole knee situation:

reremouse's fantastically awesome, funny, witty, poignant, sexy and original Giles/Xander fic: Uncle Quiggy Saved The World