Oh Good. Physio.

Well, physio and then some. They've done all the tests, and yes, I will walk again. Possibly freakishly soon, judging by the repair job that's been done on me. You can all applaud later. Anyway, there're a few some more tests and a lot of physio ahead of me, so I'm being shipped to Muir. Personally, I think it's just because MacTaggart hasn't had a chance to menace me with her instruments in a few years, but I'm not really in a position to argue with these people...

I'll see you all when I get back.