Well. Who knew? Apparently I do not know how to walk. Funny, I've been getting where I need to go.
There's more to getting the legs straightened than I realized. PT Becky says I will have to concentrate really hard on each step I take for at least a month, and then it will start to come naturally. Walking correctly, that is.
Oh, joy. Until I get the hang of this, I sort of list from side to side like a drunken sailor. I almost tilted off the patio steps last night and came close to giving The Groom heart failure.
The pain is better. I'm still very swollen and using my ice machine.
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