Learning to walk at 31

Now begins my quest to walk again. My doctor assured me that my leg "would not explode" when I took my first step. Terribly reassuring. He also supplied me with a fashionable velcro ankle brace, which he made quite plain was only helpful for psychological purposes. Bedside manner is awesome in Germany, eh?

I have an appointment with the physical therapist on Monday, so we'll see how soon he'll have me in marathon form. Wish me luck!