I should be able to think up something really clever here, shouldn’t I. Like How I Healed Myself and Found Fairies at the Bottom of the Garden, or The Healing Power of Love (or Dandelion Tea). But I can’t.
All I can think of is ‘time wounds all heels’, which isn’t really the same. I also know a few heels who are obviously titanium plated and can grind other people into the dirt with apparent impunity. I can only hope that one day a very big dog called Karma comes along and chomps on their Achilles tendons.