My day started out like any ordinary day getting my shower first before waking my children to get them ready for school. After showering and dressing, I prepared breakfast and woke my son and daughter. The last thing I do before loading everyone in the car to drive to school is fix my daughter’s very curly hair so it is not so wild. This requires a spray bottle and massive conditioning. Again, nothing so far I did was out of the ordinary from what I do every day.
Then it happened. My daughter already left the bathroom and was gathering her things for school. I started out to do the same, but when walking toward the bathroom door, I slipped on a wet spot on the floor And fell. I didn’t just fall; I fell hard with my left knee taking the impact of my body weight against a hard tile door jam.
My knee instantly throbbed with sharp pains. I had a hard time getting back up and it was all I could do to walk. I had no time to tend to the injury since I had to get my children to school. Without even looking at the injured knee, I hobbled the best I could to the car bracing the walls as I went. I had to gingerly guide my injured leg into the car. After driving my kids to school, I came home to take a look at my injury.
It was difficult to manipulate my jeans down over the now swollen and badly bruised kneecap. There was redness and swelling of my knee and surrounding areas. It was painful to the touch. Seeing no blood or broke skin, I put my jeans back on and headed to work. I probably should’ve taken a picture.
I’m a 44 year old, female, preschool teacher who generally spends the day getting up and down from the floor and small preschool-sized chairs. Not only was my current injury physically painful, it was a real hindrance to performing my job. I ended up sharing my injury story with the children so they would understand why I was standing more than sitting with them. I worked through the day and checked back on my injury around dinner time.
Almost 12 hours later, my pain was still at a level 9 out of 10. I took Advil and elevated my knee the rest of the night. This seemed to help with the swelling, but not the pain. I was certain that my pain level would go down by morning. I slept with a pillow between my knees all night.
In the morning, the redness and swelling was gone. The pain remained, and I still could not put any direct pressure on the injured knee itself. Fingers crossed, I’m hoping the knee gets better in a few days, and I’ll be able to get back to my normal activity levels both as a teacher and mom.