Not much to say about it other than I'm okay, my knee is still intact, and my ego is considerably bruised. I was working my way downstairs when my bad knee just gave out. I did a short stumble followed by a larger one that landed me at the bottom of the staircase. My first thought was panic, thinking I had dislodged my implant and committed myself to a wheelchair. When I realized there was nothing sticking out of my leg, I was okay. I had a little chuckle and pulled myself up off the ground.
That's all for now.