My knee hurts

We are well in to the new year. Usually sometime in December I reminisce on the past 365 days and think of all the events that took place in my life. Whether they are good or even bad, I think it is really important to make sure you are living life. I had a great 2008. I have a great job ministering to young youth, I have family in the area, I have great friends, (old and new) and I have health.
Its very difficult to try and arrange the level of importance between all these things, but I have learned in the past (when I had mononucleosis) that without health, you have nothing. Seriously, ask me sometime about my dreadful kissing disease that I somehow caught in the year 2002. I wouldn't wish it upon my worst enemy. But 9 months later, the disease left my body and I have thanked God everyday since then for my health.
But now 7 years later, I have pain in my knee. Its not bad pain but it is definitely bothersome. I have a goal, like every other year, to get in shape. But now, when I try to run, my knee hurts. Its all because of the stupid half marathon that I ran in September. Even though my knee kept screaming at me to stop running, I didn't listen and now I don't know what to do. I tried to diagnose it myself. If going by the picture above, I think I have either a spranged meniscus, a broken patella, or a torn bursa.
"Why don't you go to the doctor?" you might ask.... Well because I don't want to.
I have a phobia of doctors and hospitals and needles and blood. Just typing these words makes my hands sweaty and causes me to have short breaths. The worst possible news that the doc could give me would be "you need surgery." If I heard those dreadful words, I guarantee that I will cry like a baby.

So I guess I have a choice. I can either not the run the rest of my life, or I can go see a doctor. Running is overrated anyway.

So I will continue to have goals for this new year but I don't think the Disney half marathon is going to be one of them.