After four nights of sweating through three pairs of pajamas,

...the return of my ankles.

Or at least a reasonable facsimile of such. From this, three weeks ago:

To this:
They're about 75% back to normal I'd say, but I'll live with it if it doesn't mean I constantly feel like the skin on the tops of my feet is going to rip open at any given moment when I stand or move my feet. Ah, sweet, sweet flexing of the talocrural joint!