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She is terrified by my crutches.
She hates the big black SUV of a boot cast.
She came over and washed my face vigorously this morning while I was still abed and not wearing the boot and was therefore not a threat.
She has consented to lie on the floor six feet away and pant (it's warm) but clearly, she regards all this post-op paraphernalia as deeply sinister.

Me, I'm just groggy as can be. Which is very likely a good thing.