I have spent the morning doing something strange and unusual. I have been sitting on my bed, reading blogs and knitting and drinking tea. I have been doing this for hours. I think I can safely say I have never sat in one place for so long in my entire life.
Almost 3 weeks ago I pulled a muscle in my leg. Not only has it not gotten better, it is getting worse. I have begun taking lots of Motrin. I figured it would get better if I would just rest. There are 6 active people in this house, there is not a lot of time for rest.
Then Husband scared me. It went something like this:
Husband-How is your leg?
H-What are you going to do about it?
H-What if it is a surgery thing?
M-What? No, I just to rest it.
H-What if you walking around while it is hurt is turning it into a surgery thing?
So, this weekend I am doing my best to do nothing. If it begins to feel better, great. If not, I will go to the doctor.