When I was being admitted to the hospital for my recent surgery I obediently changed into their tie-in-back duds, and asked if I might wear my wool socks.
“Oh, no,” the nurse answered. “Here, I have some footies with non-slip treads. They’re warm.”
You know the rest: they were a knitted fleecy fabric, as cold as the exam table. The cuff was elastic, and cut into my ankles like a boa constrictor. (I can’t imagine what they would do to someone with puffy ankles!)
The best part of recovery was getting to put on my own wool socks again. You all should own a pair of commercial socks–put them on when you are discouraged with your sock knitting. The experience will send you right back to knitting that second sock with fervor!