Well, On the Thursday after the plaster was taken off, I went for physiotherapy. Every time I go back again he gives me more exercises.
Last time I saw him he asked if I'd managed to go swimming, so that is what I did today. I only did 8 lengths. (Those who read this regularly will know that 8 is only a small amount of what I normally swim, but it's a start.)
Anyway, it feels like I am getting somewhere with my ankle, but I'm not rushing it. I need it to go right and stay right.
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