Oh, crap

So a couple weeks ago, I had a biometric screening done for my health benefits.  I found out I had above average numbers in my BMI, cholesterol, blood sugar, and blood pressure.  I was pretty stoked, and I went home an bragged to Mark about how I was healthy and the word "invincible" may have been thrown out, too.  Well, I must have jinxed myself because my body decided it was not at all invincible.

2 days after my knee injury, I started feeling pain and pressure in my calf so I scheduled an appointment with my PCP the next day.  So, she looked at it and ordered an MRI and an ultrasound.  So, I crutch my way into the radiology office, and proceed to get rubbed with goo by a lovely Asian woman named June.  So, June comes back in with the phone and hands it to me.  it's my doctor. "Well, Kelly  they found a blood clot in your leg, which explains to pain." Shit.  Not what I wanted to hear.  Blood clot was mentioned, but never thought I would get one- I'm invincible, remember? 

So, fast forward an hour, and I'm resting awkwardly in my hospital bed, sharing a room with an 88 year old woman who is clearly having issues with her bowels.  One MRI, a shot in the stomach, another ultrasound and a very horrible night in the hospital later I find out I tore my ACL.  They can't give me any anticoagulants for my blood clot until after my surgery, so i have to deal with that pain until later.  Thank goodness it's small and it shouldn't move.  It's still scary to think it's down there, lurking around in my leg.

So, my Mom came in to help and I am so glad she did.  Mark can't handle this gimp by himself, and just having her around has been so great.  I don't care how old you are, having your Mom around always makes you feel better.  Plus she's an amazing cook and dog walker.  Lucy is not amused I can't get up.  She's so confused.