Not any better. In fact, sort of worse. I had to stay home just to get rest and stretch my right leg and tend to the knee. I couldn't get out of bed without stumbling until eleven or so. My right leg refused to hold me up. I called work and explained in voicemails what was wrong and I gave them my home phone number so they could reach me if they need anything from me. I've put on the best knee brace I have and I'm taking it easy and wearing the flattest shoes I own, which thankfully, are Aerosoles and were probably made specifically for the comfort of a person with a screwed-up knee.
I didn't want to stay home, obviously, but I knew that if I'd gone in, my knee would have gotten worse and I would have needed to go home anyway.
At this point I can just exercise carefully, treat my knee delicately, and not overdo anything. When I back to work tomorrow, I'll be wearing the brace.
I hate this.
Oh, well.
I will just keep going.
Especially if I could get one of these:
http://www.physorg.com/news161257258.html