Yesterday after work I stopped by a gas station to fill my front tires with air. I squatted down to get the air going and when I stood back up my knee locked in the worst way.

I couldn’t bear weight on my right leg. I couldn’t move from the spot from where I stood. I did, however, finish putting air in my tires (a dollar for AIR!!).

I called my husband to let him know. This has happened in the past. Usually my knee will “pop” back into place and that’s it. It didn’t. Hubby came to my rescue. He also forgot my heels on top of car and drove off (oh well).

Today, grandma watched the baby while I moped on the couch trying to sleep of the hospital strength Motrin.

Ps. I hate crutches.