Wynta
She was off to physio that morning, and she worked up a sweat, her knee was improving quite a bit, her physio was happy with the progress, and she no longer had to wear her knee brace. He’d taped it today and had her work through the exercises which had been the plan from last week, to try taping the knee this week.
It had actually been good, and he’d shown her how to do this herself, so she could do it at home. There was more stability in her knee, and she smiled at him and was able to buy skin-tone tape as well, so that it would be less noticeable, not that she’d cared at all about anyone seeing her knee brace, injuries happened and needed to be supported to heal properly.
“I’ve been doing all my exercises as you told me too,” Wynta smiled at him.
“I know you do, it shows in t
