Mornin.
Been a rough 24 hours for me.
Went to the Ortho yesterday and he said, thank god, I don't need surgery, that the radiologist was wrong, the ACL is not torn.
He said my knee is swollen and proceeded to give me a cortisone shot. Um, for those of you who don't know it,
nurses are the worst
patients. 
I made someone hold my hand. It hurt like the fool! The nurse, whose hand I was holding, yelled and said "Yow, you've got quite a grip!". Oops, sorry.
Came home with a knee brace that goes up my thigh halfway and halfway down my calf. Laid on the couch doing nothing until cramps in my toes and foot started. I yelled and screamed and hobbled, crying into the office where Mark was working and he threw me on the floor, tried to massage it out, all the while I'm screaming like a baby and tears rolling, mascara everywhere. Nothing was working so he jumps over ( I still don't know how he did it) the very large desk we have in there, goes to the freezer and grabs the first cold thing he can find.
It was Ice cream.
This was, in all actuality a good thing. I am now the proud owner of a half gallon of vanilla because everyone said they weren't eating something that Mom had her feet all over. Anyone got a spoon?
He comes back and proceeds to put my foot on the container for 10 more minutes until it stopped. Boy it hurt like a son of a gun. So he carried me to the couch and in comes Drew, yelling "MOOOOOMMMMMMM!" comes around the corner, sees my face with mascara and tears and runs screaming from the room. Quite comical, you see.
So I go to bed exhausted at 9pm, only to be awakened by INTENSE itching all over my body at midnight. Hum, seems I'm allergic to the shot.
Mark wakes up wanting to take me to the ER, but I said no that I would suffer alone downstairs, sniff, sniff. So I took 50mg of Benadryl (25 ususally sends me into a stumbling stupor) and finally fell asleep at almost 4am. Mary Cat gets up at 5:30, and I swear, I don't think I would survive without Mark. He got everyone ready, lunches made, breakfast for all and out the door before going to work. But before he left, he made me a "superstar" (my codeword for can you make me some coffee please with cream and sugar).
What a man. He deserves lots.
With all that being said, I think I am on the mend, but boy, what a pain in the **** I've been.
I needed some retail therapy ( my mom's solution for when bad things happen to good people) and I couldn't go anywhere. Aha! 50% off at Disneyshopping!
So, I spent $200, but really it came out to $100, and I got Belle her Tinkerbelle outfit for
MNSSHP in October! YAY! Lots of fun stuff. I highly recommend it.
Thanks for reading.
(See, Lake, I told you I'm spoiled.
)
Jo
That's a great deal! 
Belle is going to be so cute in it!! 
I mostly got shirts for all of us for our trip, plus I got the boys pj's and DS6 a MMClubhouse rolling suitcase for only $8.49!! 
How many more days? I know you are busy packing. I am so excited for you. 
