My bursitis grew. I could feel the lump in my knee, and knew it was bigger, despite Wayne saying it wasn't. But Wayne would probably not notice if I shaved my head, so I didn't trust Wayne. I made an appointment with the awesome Dr. Marci Goolsby, and because I was afraid perhaps I couldn't run after, I ran to my appointment. I drank three glasses of water after I entered her office, and she confirmed my thoughts that it had grown bigger.
She told me they could drain the bursitis, but they didn't need to. "You have a 70% chance of it not coming back. So even if I drain it, it might re-inflate. Oh, and you have to take some time off of running?"
"How much?"
"Not long. Maybe a couple of days."
"Um, so I wouldn't be able to run home?"
"I really wouldn't recommend that. It might re-inflate sooner."
"And it hurts?"
"Not that much."
"Hmmm...I want to run home. Maybe I won't get it drained."
"You don't need to - it's annoying and the appearance are the main reasons people get it drained. But if you're fine, keep it. Name it."
I say the first thing that pops into my head. "This is Amanda."
"Nice to meet you, Amanda."
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