Wednesday night I'm over in Plano whooping it up with Jazz and having a blast. Today? It was not good. I woke up at 7:00 a.m. in AGONY. AGONY, I tell ya. Both of my knees felt like they had been broken. With a bat. It was not a good way to wake up. I was all "What the hell? Why am I dying? What's going on?" I took some Advil and thrashed about and moaned for a bit and finally went back to sleep. I woke up again around 9:00, same pain, more thrashing and moaning. I woke up again at 11:00 and just got up to try to walk it off. And it was HARD to walk. I didn't have another bad attack until 2:30 (while I was trying to nap of course) and then I had the worst of it at 9:00 p.m. tonight.
I think I have gout. And that makes perfect sense. Because I love beer and rich food. I'm going to try to get in to see my doctor tomorrow. The left knee pain has gone away and been replaced by left ankle pain. And I have been having an awful lot of toe cramps lately. Apparently it is caused by a build up of uric acid which causes sharp crystals to stab you all around your joints and cause HORRIBLE pain. Why do I always get these weird things? Gout! What am I, Henry the Eighth over here?