Well, the Doctor called me Sunday night with the results of my MRI. How cool is that? I think it's only fair since the MRI was really kind of scary for me. I was only in the machine up to the bottom of my ribcage, but apparently I am more claustrophobic than I realized. Yikes ! But anyway, it's really good news. Nothing is torn or broken [although that's from the x-rays I had a few weeks ago.] I either bruised the knee cap, or sprained it really badly...or both. So I went into the doctors office today and let him poke my knee with a really long needle fille dwith cortisone and xylocaine. Boy, did it hurt...but thankfully no where near as badly as I had imagined. {I also don't like needles and shots!} Work has had me so discouraged these past few weeks. Well, rather the people that I work with. I left a post it note on Kirk's timecard last weekend, filled with flirty XOXO's---only to walk into work Tuesday night to see it on Christina's timecard....!!!What th...
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