no, this isn’t going to be a weepy, sappy, poignant post. nor will it be the lyrics to a song from days long past. remember the post where i said i had lost most of the feeling in my leg? well, that feeling is coming back. and then some. the surprising thing is that as the feeling comes back, i don’t have as much pain as i expected. this really hasn’t been an excruciatingly painful experience. yes, i have new tightness in my ankle as all of the bruising slowly tracks down my leg and then gets reabsorbed. but my fear of pain was always stronger than the actual pain itself.

the worst part of this whole thing: the nausea, loss of appetite, and inability to poo.