Bionic brilliance (in pictures)

So I went for a physio appointment today. The lady was very pleased with my progress. She said I no longer need to wear any bandages and gave me a few extra exercises to do. She also let me see my x-rays, shared here for your viewing pleasure. I am a bionic woman now.

Before surgery.
Notice the weird angles of my knees.

After surgery. Two visuals of right knee.
Knee is so much straighter. I just can't quite believe how much metal is in there!

I'm guessing the weird fork things were part of the temporary cage. Nice clean break.

Like something off X-files.

Here are the latest externals...

Under my kneecap.

Outside of my thigh.

So this bit really hurts, it's just above the thigh wound. There is something under the skin that is really taut and pulls like crazy. Physio lady is going to ask Prof what it is.

Bruising and swelling going down great.

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