All is calm; all is normal

I tripped on the back porch, landed on my right knee (that's not the one I hurt on the Metro) and suffered a severe bruising. If I could find the camera, I'd take a picture because it's rather cool looking and doesn't hurt like you'd think it might. Maybe I just have a high tolerance for knee pain. I wonder if I'm changing from a broken feet girl to a broken knee girl? Or worse, I'm steadily moving up my body. Up next: a broken hip!!