Regular viewers may recall that last week, my 90 lbs of muscle and no brains Dog ran into me from behind. Dislocated my kneecap. Which wasn't a huge deal because that knee has been out many times, although it's been good for the last 15 or so. Today the knee was feeling really good.
Well today, he and the puppy were running around like lunatics. I was keeping my eye on them. They beelined towards me. I tried to evade but no luck. Major knee dislocation.
After I got done sniveling in the dirt, I found a stick and tried to hop home. Leg buckled twice. I ended up crawling about an eighth of a mile.
Prognosis- dislocation and fractured tibia at the knee joint. Looks like surgery next week.
I think we're gonna have a trainer come in and get Bayek to calm the Hell down.
So, no more riding this year. 3 month recovery ahead after surgery.
So I'm sitting on the couch in a leg splint loaded up with pain killers.
My wife, as always,has been a saint. Poor girl is going to have to haul the firewood and everything else.
Mad