I'm fine, and my hips are fine. My false knee is fine. My false hips are fine. Everything's cooking.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My knee is almost back to normal. I am back in training.
My health is fine.
I have my mother's hips. The minute I eat it, it ends up on my hips.
I'm fine, except, you know, I broke my pelvis. And that's not much fun.
I'm pleased to say my knee feels a lot better. It's still not back to normal, and I don't know if it ever will be, but I'm learning to deal with it instead of expecting it to be like it was before.
I've got to take care of the knee to finish the season healthy.
I'm perfectly healthy.
The only thing I don't have is hips.
I've got two artificial knees, I have an artificial shoulder, and I'm reasonably healthy given the damage I've done to myself. Everything hurts.
I have no problem with my hips - I can still do the things that I used to do. I can run, I'm just not the fastest person on the field anymore.