The Mysterious ways of my knee Part II

A week ago I talked about what had happened to me on Friday, I didn't say anything about the six days that followed Friday.
Saturday I woke up to find my back-out curtain up. I guess I was lazy the night before. I lyed on my bed, procrastinating once again, for about twenty minutes. My aunt then came in and realized that I was awake. After seeing the golf ball that was once my knee, she told my mother to take me to the emergency room. After taking my time in the shower and all of my morning routine I was finally ready. The day before I had misplaced my iPod and I didn't find it before going to the emergency room. For some reason, I felt rather chatty on the car ride to the hospital. I wouldn't shut up and just kept on bothering my mom.
The emergency room is nothing like the things you see in Grey's Anatomy or any other T.V show. Mostly there was people coughing and looking awfully sick. I didn't mind but my mom on the other hand, made me walk to the other side of the hospital to get some coffee. Well she made me choose, stay here alone and maybe die of boredom or go "explore" the hospital with her, my aunt and her husband. My mom and aunt had worked in the hospital many years ago. But, me, the person who had only gone to the hospital once, knew exactly where the coffee shop was. When we got back to the E.R I was called in. I was excited because I naively thought that the knee doctor was already there. WRONG. After the nurses got some blood samples and almost made me faint and nauseated they took out a HUGE needle. They decided to give my a anti-inflammatory shot. YAY ME! After that shot, I couldn't use my bad knee leg and the other was so numb, I had to literally drag myself back to the seat.
An hour and a half later the doctor had the decency to call me but, with another persons name. After five minutes of calling me Laura something something, he saw me in the corner with a dead look on my face, came up to me and kindly asked " Are you the girl with the bad knee?" I limped my way happily back into the patient rooms and got examined.
Diagnoses: No one knew what had happened to my knee. Hypothesis: Viral infection ( yes you can somehow have a viral infection on your knee)
He put me on crutches for a whole week. A normal person would have grunted and made a bad face to the news. Not me! I had a big smile on my face going to get the crutches and hitting things with them. We came back home and my parents saw this as a great opportunity to go out to lunch without me! Using the excuse of me having to "rest" on doctors orders. Then the procrastination began. I went from my room, to the computer, to the room, to the computer about twenty times. I finally started to use the computer and invited a friend home. When she came we saw a movie. But, I somehow managed to go to the kitchen three times. I get bored easily. My mom decided to show some love to the neglected child and brought me cookies.

On Sunday I went to my grandparents house and moved around a lot.

Monday through Friday:
Got to school late, using crutches as excuse ( which they were). Muscles in my upper-body started to hurt. Muscles I didn't even know I had. People stole my crutches, its funner to use them when you don't have to.
By Wednesday I was able to go up the stairs walking but no, I wasn't allowed to do that.
Thursday I went to the doctor again and he said that Friday was my last day with crutches. I celebrated with a little dance that took place in my head. Friday I just used the crutches as accessories.

That was my week with crutches.