So, my right knee hurts. When my leg’s straight, it feels like someone’s stabbing me with a steak knife right below my right kneecap.

I don’t think that’s normal, and I’ve had some pretty fucked up experiences with that knee.

It comes and goes, but it’s basically been persistent in varying degrees for the last few days, so I went to see the doc today. The nurse practitioner looked at it, went, “Hnrgh,” and directed me back at the guy who originally operated on my knee, who’s apparently a pretty renowned local knee specialist. So, that appointment’s at the end of next week, and ’till then, I’ll be hopped up on painkillers more or less nonstop. Fun!

Knee.

Not really.