Spent yesterday limping around with the aid of Nizzibet’s collapsible cane. It did help a bit. I adjusted my chair at work so that my leg dangled less. That also seemed to help. I kept getting asked if I was going to see a doctor about the leg.
Hmm. I’ve nothing against doctors. We didn’t use them much growing up. Visiting the dentist was a regular activity but the doctor? Not so much. No regular check-ups. We only went if something really inexplicapable was going on. My mother preferred home remedies. In later years she really disliked “Western” medicine. Mostly I don’t think about seeing a doctor because seeing one would interrupt my routine and usually any problem I’ve had has gone away in a short enough time that going to a doctor would have seemed pointless.