If you were to pick the worst week for me to do a number on my knee...this would be the week. Drew didn't even believe me when I texted him and told him that I had fallen down the stairs while carrying Eliza and couldn't get up or walk. As this is the worst week for me to be out for the count he was convinced it was a joke (I've got a ninja party to host for goodness sakes!) But unfortunately, it's no joke. Eliza is perfectly fine thankfully but my knee has seen better days! Fortunately it seems to be improving every day - I can at least walk on it and I have Grandma in town for extra help! The doctor seems to think I did something to my meniscus but couldn't fully assess my leg at the appointment due to pain. I left with instructions to get a brace, and rest, elevate and ice my leg as much as possible. I have to go in next week to follow up to make sure they aren't missing anything but my hope is that I will be in pretty good shape by then.
Aside from the party planning that I have to finish up my next biggest concern was making my desperately needed hair appointment! There was no way that my knee was going to keep me from it and despite Grandma's horror I drove myself to my appointment less than 24 hours after I fell. Maybe not the best choice as it was my right leg...but hey - my knee might feel crummy but my at least my hair feels great.


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