Leg update - mostly on time

(There is one disgusting detail but the rest is safe)

So, I had my next doctor's appointment on the 16th of November, and finally got to meet the mysterious consultant whose clinic it is (she was lovely). Reported that leg was about 90% there so I was allowed to go forth, even without the moonboot if I so felt like it.

I was given the traditional and perpetually useless advice "don't do anything silly." Madam, I encourage people to hit me with swords for fun. Your silly and my silly are probably not quite the same. (She did sound intrigued by our adult beginners courses, mind you, so ...)

Thankfully, physiotherapist had suspected I would be given my escape orders, so booked my appointment for the day after. Her advice was much more practical, even if it does involve me trying to do the flamingo twice a day and having to moisturise the bad foot to try to get rid of the dried skin. Thankfully, after lots of lifter's calluses, and fencer's calluses, and cellist's calluses, I am okay with half centimetre chunks of skin peeling off.

In every day stuff, I'm basically moonbooting without crutches around the flat, with the occasionally bit of no boot and crutches, building to hopefully being off crutches all together shortly. I'm steady enough to carry cups of tea (and hot chocolate) between the computer desk and the kitchen, which is a major quality of life improvement.

I even went up to the local high street and crutched along it last Saturday, with no obvious ill effect. I still need the crutches out of doors because streets in the UK, not with the flat and even, and I'm still not quite up to dips without crutches.

I'm in the office on Wednesday for the first time since a week and a bit before the break, so that will be a bit weird. I'm still not allowed in the new building, but since I need to be in for a whole world [job function] presentation (with me delivering it), Project Management have granted me asylum around their desks. (Just don't tell H&S that the 6th floor fire marshal is off that day and I should be okay - don't worry, I'm stable enough that I can do stairs if needed).

Depending how I feel, I may sneak in to the cinema down the road to see Napoleon afterwards.

Also, theoretically, dependent on it not being icy, off to fencing on Thursday.

I have another physio appointment on the 5th and will report in on progress.
(There is no truth to the rumour that I have tried to get into a fencing en garde in the moonboot, only to realise it's too high up to do properly)