Hey Guys! I like to write poems espeically since my knees have been messed up cause I cant really do much else now.....Well this is a poem I wrote about my knee & I figured I would share it with yall. Hope you like it!
Knees really do stink, I don't care what you say!
Wait until you have extreme pain that lasts all day!
Then you'll probably meet physical therapists
Lets just say they're know as physical terrorists
Months of PT doesn't always work
Are you getting the picture yet, that your knee is a jerk?!
Just wait util you go back to your OS and what he says will hit you like a ton of bricks
"Well surgery would probably fix . . ."
Before he gets to finish, you wonder why me?
Heck, all I was doing was being a kid, can't my knees just let me be!?
The day of the surgery has finally come
Don't worry about the anesthesia, they'll give you some
When you wake up, you think your bad knee days are gone . . .
But they just seem to go on and on!