fifteen

It's been four weeks since that fateful gym class and that means I got to wrestle with the leg brace last night to adjust it to my new freedom. I get to bend my knee an entire 15 degrees! The days of making like a pirate and swinging around my peg leg of sorts are over (unless of course I have to have surgery and start this nonsense all over, god forbid). Next week when I hit 45 degrees, I might even be able to sit normally - this is big news for fitting properly in car, bus, and airplane seats, not to mention going up and down stairs...