I visited the physio today. It seems I have been naughty (aka I’m human) by not sticking to both crutches. So I’m back on both, in order to avoid hurting this ankle of mine. X-Ray tomorrow, to check for another kind of injury (seeing as this is the third time). “Bad news” would have me “out of action” for six weeks rather than three, or something, and walking around in a “moon boot”. Say, I always did want to go to the moon.
Sometimes people need crutches to avoid hurting themselves further.