Last night I got into bed, at the last minute remembering not to plant my day 5 post op knee into the mattress to literally "crawl" into bed.
I carefully settled myself into a comfortable position only to feel a small movement on my calf. I halfheartedly swiped at it trying to decide if wildlife had settled in with me.
That was a firm Yes! I hastily flipped over, flung the bedclothes back, and turned on the bedside light...only noticing then that I was on my knees! I flipped back and saw a small gray moth fluttering madly. I brushed it out of bed, turned the light back off and tried to decide if I had hurt my knee. I hadn't. Better and better.