My knee hurts.
Last time I had any injury involving my knee was the day I rode a motorbike around campus without a license. It was like any other day, however when I was taking corner on the motorbike, I lost control and almost hit the pavement. The only thing I remembered was I managed to break my fall and no harm was done, so I thought. I went back to my dorm, and I dozed off, when I woke up hours later, I found that I was unable to straighten my leg fully, as if it was "locked". Being afraid of being scolded by my mother and my father I avoided going back that weekend and I avoided of going to the health center. During that time it seemed as a good idea not to be scolded. My knee got better eventually, not after a week of excruciating pain of having to walk slower than a snail and limping to class. A 30 minutes walk to class felt like 3 hours journey.
Moral of the story is : The pavement is much solid than your body part. Ride your motorbike carefully and be careful when taking turns. And the most important thing is get a license.
"Owh my knee!!!!"
3 comments:
Heh. Love thy knees. They support thee truly.
Hehehe, I know, learning it the hard way
How's the knee doing?
Guess time to google..
"Simple and practical ways on how to take better care of my knee"
hehehe..
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