After getting some sleep this morning Ben and I went out for a late lunch/early dinner -- as we say "let's make lunch our big meal". This often happens when I'm post-call.
We were out driving along both sides of the Charles River and I was longingly staring at all the people out running. (I'll ignore the fact that it was too cold to be outside.) My knee is not good. It's worse today that it has been, and I wonder how much Friday's long walk/attempt at running impacted that. Yesterday's call wasn't too demanding and I could sit with my leg up more than a usual work day, however the swelling yesterday morning was worse than in the last several days.
I'm not dealing well with this injury, though I'm trying to remind myself it's been less than a week. I guess I should go back to taking advil and give it some more time. Where's my darn magic wand?