Bryon had his shoulder surgery a couple of weeks ago and is doing well with his rehab so far. He’s not had much pain (so he says) and he only took his pain meds for the first two days and stopped because he didn’t like feeling loopy.
He’s by no means back to full capacity but he doesn’t have to wear his sling all the time and can finally sleep for most of the night in bed again.
The bad news is he still snores and now I can’t kick him and make him roll over because he can only sleep on one side. Oh the humanity!
He has found a few fringe benefits to his incapacity and talked Grace into buffing his nasty man feet. She actually got this for us for Christmas last year. I don’t know whether to appreciate it as a thoughtful gift or as a condemnation on the appearance of our feet.
Bryon’s the one with the grody hooves, just for the record.
Isn’t it great to have willing slaves?