So, when I got up from my fall and hobbled back down the field - and felt the burning all over my kneecap - I just assumed I was bleeding. When I had time to look down a few minutes later, I was astonished to see that there was no blood whatsoever. It hurt, but I was able to keep playing and scored my second goal.
The next morning, the leg wasn't really swollen so I tried to go for my run. Before 0.5 mile, I had to quit because it felt like my kneecap skin was flapping around. When I checked it out, I noticed that fluid was beginning to form all over the top of my knee. I limped back home, depressed that I had had to abort my first workout in over a year.
I still assumed it wasn't a very big deal and took the girls to school, since they had a big awards assembly (trophies for reading achievement and perfect attendance). By the end of the assembly, I could barely stand and my knee was swelling up and shooting pain up my thigh. Luckily, my friend Kim was there to help me with the kindergarteners (getting them ready for their big musical production - "Hansel & Gretal Eat Right") - so she gave me an ice pack and took care of things. After popping 800 mg of ibuprofen, I felt better and helped get the kids dressed, but by the end of the musical, I was again in agony.
After the Family Day Picnic (I told you, it was a long morning!), Kim and I took the kids to the park where they could play and we could hang out. I spent most of the time icing my leg but had such trouble standing, that Kim and her husband ended up driving the girls and I home. It took me about 10 minutes to figure out how to lay down on the sofa (after which I still screamed in pain for a good 10 seconds - and neither girl came running to see what was wrong!). DaddyDude finally came home, added some better compression and ice, and took good care of me (he made dinner! he did the dishes! what a lovely man!).
Although before he did any of those things, he casually remarked. "Now you know how I felt (with all of his knee problems) and you weren't terribly sympathetic, at least not most of the time." And then he took the Ace bandage that Kim's husband had wrapped around my knee - and murmured in astonishment, "Well, THAT'S new!" Yes, the swelling from morning to afternoon was pretty grotesque. See...?
And yes, I know I've been lucky not to have had any knee injuries up to this point. DaddyDude says no running for a week. We can't tell what's wrong with the knee until the swelling goes down, but I think it's just a really bad bruise. Yes, that much fluid accumulation can occur with contusion - I don't think anything was twisted or torn - and I'm sorry, but I have things to do - another soccer game on Thursday and a soccer tournament on Saturday. Let's hope things heal up quickly! :)






