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I skittered across a patch of ice in Molly McGee's parking lot and tweaked the ankle again. I'm obviously mobile, but it's been aching the last few days. I'm wondering if this marks the true decline, and if I'll ever have full use of it again. After a weekend spent on stomach woes (flu? food poisoning?) I am ready for spring and the illusions of health and happiness that seems to foster.