A couple of right things.

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Wasn't sure I could do compression yet.  Only one way to find out?  That's what I was thinking.  And?  And, so far, if a bit sore, so good.  I may take it off shortly.  It's... starting to chafe that side, the bruise.  Well, and it's... just... tight.  Should squeeze some of the juice out of the old lemon...or am I lime.  And, get me ready for it again, tomorrow.

Yes, I'll... take it off shortly.

Then to town, for food.  More chicken, some salads, and a few treats.  Not the right things, all.  But... being a good boy, being on the edge of a pain cliff, sometimes... a treat will do.

Ah!  Much better.  The compression helps with healing?  I think so.  It definitely helps with joints and things that are still struggling.  Just because I can take the steps fairly easily doesn't mean my ankle still has full mobility.  It doesn't.  It has another five degrees of reach missing.  I think I'll get it back.  But it isn't back yet.  And, yes, shoving that ankle into compression, while that can hurt, does... loosen, stretch.  And allows me a bit safer stretching through the day.

It's been a while since I have been able to wear it, so it's a bit of a push.  But it's a start, and I'll take it.  Though it's good to take it off, too.  Everything from the wounds to the ankle to the knee to the bruise all sigh a little sigh of relief.  Even just the legs, until they lose some fluid from in there, are happy to breath easier again for a while.

Water, too.  With the food and water, I should be really good for a while.  With compression back on track?  Nice.  With a few days to weeks off, so I can rest and heal for a while?  Super.  I'll do what I can, but mostly just... nap, a lot.  Finally.  

Good day, afternoon, and probably good night.  I think I'll go on up and crash hard.  Blessings, good dreams, good work if that is left to you, and all that jazz.