Rough days rougher nights

Its been over 2 weeks since I hurt my knee and it isn't improving at all, the doctor says it may not improve, so I guess I need to suck it up and quit my whining. Pity parties are never good for anyone, they don't help and they just bring your problems to the front of your mind. Tonight I am in such pain I don't know if I can even walk to the bathroom. I was going to take a pain pill but I hate living on those things so I took 2 tylenol instead. I know things happen for a reason but sometimes I just want to know what the reason is. Now that I know why I gained so much weight (diabetes and hypothyrhoidism) all I need to do is figure out how to lose the weight without using my legs. lol Maybe I can walk on my hands I used to do that as a kid. The time I got to spend with my family was fantastic and I am so grateful Cindy flew me down there, I was so thrilled that Lori made it to see me and spend time with us. It definitely helps my depression to sit and remember the good times, sometimes I tend to forget how good my life really is. I have two children, my son gave me two beautiful granddaughters, my daughter always seems to understand her crazy old mom. I live in a great house, the neighbors are all so nice and helpful, my little neighbor girl asked me today if she can call me grandma and I said sure you can. It made me feel young again to have an 8 year old granddaughter lol. Ok now my pity party is over and I will hopefully sleep well tonight. I guess this is therapeutic at least writing about it makes me realize how silly I am to feel sorry for myself.