So I went outside. We had twelve steps going down to the bottom of the building. And I start walking. The first time it took me forever because my left leg was dragging, but after the fourth round up and down—it was like eight times I went up that stair, and I was able to lift my leg, and after that, from that point, I started walking to the bus stop not to the nearest bus stop. I’d go to the next one. Even here I get off down at the free stop and then walk up. That’s how determined I was to get to walk.