8 am – Walking on my own legs.
8.15 am – Learning to fly, after tripping over a bedspread. I wasn’t so elegant, though.
9 am – A quick hello to my doctor, who asked “Is your nose straight?” My reply “Huh?”
10 am – A quick lie-down whilst a very nice person plays with my knee.
11 am – Feeling sorry for myself, but, fortunately; I have confirmation, no broken patella (we think), and advice to check on my straight nose for the next week, in case, it ends up; not-so-straight – it hit the dressing table during my, 0.05 point score landing. My knee only smashed against the floor.
All sympathy very welcome!