Well, #%@@#@%&%##@#@%!

translation:  darn!  I just got back from the doctor.  I have been having pain, stiffness, swelling in my right knee for about a month and I had an MRI last week and I have a torn miniscus(cartilege).  So,  I can put it off and hurt like the dickens till I get it fixed, or get it fixed now and take a week to recover.  I opted to have it  ASAP..........................next Wednesday.  Jason shelled some corn yesterday and he didn't even call me to help....................which was a good thing because I was up on my feet Sunday for 6 hours and when I finally walked out to my car to go home, I didn't know if I was going to make it to the car.  I could hardly put weight on my right leg.  I must have looked pretty miserable because Laine saw me limping and grimacing and he ran up to me and gave me a  2-armed hug.  It really did help...............at least enough for me to get to my car and get in.  I made it home and onto the couch for the rest of the day.    Anyway...................I had to have an EKG and have my blood drawn before I headed home.  So much fun.  Oh, well, it could have been worse. Jason is walking around on a knee with a tear to 2 of the ligaments in his knee.  He was working with a calf who butted him squarely in the side of his knee...............knocked him flat before he knew what was happening.  I don't remember  injuring my knee, unless it was  the time I was carrying Dallas out of the creek and I went down and he went flying.  I was so concerned for him..............he was crying so hard that he couldn't get his breath..........wait................no, he was Laughing so hard he couldn't get his breath.  I guess it's funny to see your grandma go down and launch you 5 feet away.