So, Monday afternoon just about the time that Miss Thing had regained full use of her arm David walks in the door. It was way too early for him to be home so I knew it wasn't going to be good. And I was right. So very very right. He had thrown his back out while stripping floors. Not exactly in his job description. But it happened nontheless. Just as I was easing out one patient in walks another. He was in so much pain that evening that he went to the hospital. The doctor gave him three different perscriptions and a note to release him for work for three days. Everytime he takes all three he enters, what he calls, a "drug induced coma."
It's been a rough week. Have I mentioned I'm not the most sympathetic person?
Be a good patient
5 comments:
I believe that's hard to be!
oh lucky you, I have to say I do nt envy you right now. Can you take take all three drugs just for one day of relief?
oh lucky you, I have to say I do nt envy you right now. Can you take take all three drugs just for one day of relief?
when it rains it pours. But you can play the Polyanna glad game and be gald that you are not the one down and out cuz we all know things are much worse when mom is hurt.
I hope he's a good patient. My husband once told me he had the 100 day cough that was doing the rounds at his work. He was most put out when I started laughing because he didn't have a cough! "I'm not a very 'coughy' type of person" he said...
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