Okay, so I FINALLY went to the doctors to get an x-ray and schedule an appointment for an MRI for my bad knee today.. Took about.. almost half a year to freaken do it.. Because my mother kept putting it off..

They took x-rays and such, the nurse comes in and checks out my knee, in the first place.. I HATE people touching my knees.. No matter who you are.. I don't let you touch my knees.. Except my mate.. My mate would sometimes rub my knees when they hurt.. Any way, the nurse was moving my knee caps about and it made me panic and freaked out..

She than told me that my knee is a bit damaged, but not enough to have to need surgery. Just physical therapy.. So I was relieved.. Because I don't want surgery..

Than, the actual doctor came in and started to poke and pinch at my knee.. I wanted to kick him and tell him to stop. Luckily when I whimpered and jerked, he would stop..

He told me that my knees are so badly damaged.. I might have to have surgery.. My right knee is so unstable that when it jumps out of place, it can seriously damage the cartiledge.. I'm so scared and upset right now.. I don't want to have surgery.. *crying*