Then as I am walking to my car, my knee gave out. Usually I can catch myself, not today. Today I fell to the ground. Which probably wouldn't have been too bad, except it was hard concrete and I was wearing a skirt. My good knee was demolished. Skinned within an itch of it's poor pitiful life. This just made me upset.
I called mom and cried my eyes out. On my way to see mom, I decided I was going to the ER.
Spent about 6 hours.
Only upside, I have Vicodin.