I had my first follow-up appointment today. It went well and I am grateful. In some ways, I'm amazed that I was able to stay in my house for two weeks, not go anywhere, and not go stir crazy. I am thankful I have been occupied. Two more weeks--then I can hopefully start PT and beginning to walk. Two more weeks of taking it easy and living while time passes. In the waiting room, I had two conversations with different men. The first asked what happened. I explained that I had ankle surgery and had a good follow-up visit. He then replied that he wouldn't tell me what happened to his friends. I inferred that they had hard experiences. The man sitting across from me shared about his ankle pain and arthritis. I felt bad for him and asked if he did exercises to strengthen his ankle. He was older and in his 70s. I commented that it was a blessing he could walk. I sympathized with his pain. P...