Lord but what a klutz I have become! I was never all that graceful (sorry Mom but guess my tap dancing lessons of long ago didn't give me grace) but now I think I am becoming a danger to myself. Would you believe that yesterday morning as I was getting dressed for work I somehow got my foot wrapped up in the corner of a blanket on my bed (hey, the bed was made and I was standing on the floor making my way into the bathroom) and came down HARD onto my knees, mainly my right one but the left one too. Talk about PAIN! Lornie heard the thud downstairs in the kitchen and came upstairs to see if I was okay. He helped me up and I continued to get ready to start my day. At work, later in the day I knelt down and when I went to get up I thought I would pass out from the pain. This happened several times till it got through my thick head that I couldn't kneel or squat without hurting getting back up. I am off today and I have been favouring the right knee as it is still pretty tender. I hope I haven't done any damage to it. Can you imagine the reaction of my physiotherapist if I have to go to see her about it. Last May when I was attacked by a manakin at work and needed physio, I was a source of chuckles there as they had never had anyone injured by a manakin before. This time it was a blanket I had a tussel with. Man, I am pathetic!