(17a) I Thought I'd Be Finished With Braces In High School

Here’s my robot-brace! My mom’s been asking me to take a photo of it for a while.

If you have to have a brace on your leg, this is the way to go (even if it does slip down sometimes, as seen in this picture. That midsection circle is supposed to be lined up exactly with my knee). Not only is it futuristic and twenty-first-century-looking, it also coordinates with every single item of clothing I own, and, more importantly, hinges at the knee, which is fantastic. Joint mobility (mobility in general, actually) is truly a wonderful thing; I’m very much looking forward to a couple weeks from now, when I should get my full range of motion back.

It’s hard to believe I’ve been wearing the brace for more than a month now—you can’t tell from the picture, but it’s held up remarkably well to daily wear-and-tear, and looks almost new. Somehow I thought I’d have completely destroyed it by now, just by virtue of subjecting it to rainy winter weather all the time (more proof of its robot powers).

March 15!