I can verify that a pulled hamstring is a VERY painful injury. I guess I will never be a professional waterskier. Of course, I was beginning to wonder if that was in my future. . .since we don't have a boat and I have never been up longer than about 5 minutes. But I wasn't showing off. I was just trying to stand up and the corner of the right ski caught the edge of the wake and yanked me into the splits. My legs went every which way and a twanging pop ran up from my knee to my hip...If I hadn't been wearing a life jacket, I would have drown. As it was, I bobbed, immobile in the lake as my brother in law Barry brought the boat around.
I've seen lots of football players writhing on the field with a pulled hamstring. They weren't faking.
The ER doc said that it would hurt. . .a lot. . .for a couple weeks. He gave me some prescriptions to put me out of my misery... "Now if the pain is bad, take one of these." The doc said. "If it's really unbearable, take two." He didn't have to say, "If you swallow the whole bottle, you'll go into a coma, but you might not mind. . ." I knew it already. Maybe I'm just imagining that part. The other meds tear up my stomach, (small sacrifice), and today my shoulder hurts when I raise it above a certain level. Whine Whine Whine, Whine. But it was a very,very fun day, right up to that point.
So if you see a little crippled lady hobbling on crutches, that's the new, (humbler), me.
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