They ARE miraculous, especially when they heal themselves, but geeeeeez, it's taking soooooo looooong. I walk along the street, having got pissed off with the brace/cast, and tossing it away, with the result that my knee joint feels like a sloppy bowl of pudding with rocks in it.
Really.
Not much stability, and certainly not a pleasant sensation.
But how can I complain? It's nothing in the grand scheme of things.
I just pretend I'm 11 or 12 months old again, and just learning to walk altogether, and give myself the parental praise and applause for the smallest successes.
And then sometimes I simply ignore everything and WALK ON, with purpose.
Eventually, all will be 'swingin' again:
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