Oh hi guys.
And excuse what might be a disjointed, nonsensical post.
I’ve been up since 4:30 this morning.
JW’s been hobbling around with a torn meniscus for oh, 18 months, and today, we are taking care of that business.
By which I mean I’m drinking coffee and hanging in the hospital waiting room, and he’s in surgery.
When we were in admissions, I was forced into a one size fits no one blue jumpsuit that JW told me reminded him of a smurf.
There are, luckily, no photos of this germ-avoiding costume.
I’m giving him a wide berth this morning, because he’s getting his knee busted into, and also because he couldn’t have any coffee before he hit the OR.
And also maybe because I looked a little like a smurf.
With that, I’m off to hang on my phone, since my computer is dead and I can’t seem to spot an outlet.
It’s the little things we take for granted, chickens.
Be careful in the snow- Spring is on its way, I just know it.