Shouldn't the Doctor Be Doing That??

Everyone in the house woke up late this morning.  I recall opening my eyes to see the clock saying 0711 with my bed sans husband and devoid of all but two cats.  I called out, "Corwyn??  Corwyn!  Do you know what time it is??" on the assumption that he probably needed to know it was close to time to leave for his bus stop.  I hear mumbling from his room and then what may have been an expletive (which I ignored).  There was much rustling about but I was still exhausted and fell back asleep.

"Sleeping is good.  You should do more of it!"

When I woke up again, my husband was about to take a shower.  By that time it was 1000 or so.  He came out and said, "We all overslept but Corwyn."  Still groggy the best response I could manage was, "Oh?"  He nodded and it was at this point that I noticed that not only was the compression bandage off, but he'd taken his splint off as well, leaving only a small bandage covering about 3" on either side of his elbow.  I narrowed my eyes at him (I'm very good at this, I come from a loooong line of teachers).  "Honey?  I've noticed that you don't have your splint on."  He looked down.  "Oh.  Yes.  Well, I'm going to take a shower now."  Riiiiight.  "Jennifer is still here.  She just woke up."  ::sigh::

"Well, I saw Corwyn off to the bus stop,
but I couldn't get Jennifer to wake up."

The next (and final) time I woke up, to my amazement (although I really shouldn't have been amazed), my husband had no bandages at all on his arm.  ::sigh::  "It's a Good Thing that I took off my bandages!"  [suspicion arises but I wait]  "Oh?  Why is that?" I reply.  "Well, it turns out that the place I've been scratching is where he put two stitches in."  I nodded, "Yes, that's a good reason."  Then he showed me the other incision site.  (which looked quite good btw)  "And I know why this has been bothering me so much. [insert encouraging noise here]  You see?  There's a fold in the splint right here.  But that's okay.  Once I get to the shop [at the recording studios at MTSU] X and I can just use the tin snips to cut it out.  Yes, a nice triangular cut will take care of it."  I shut my eyes.  "Honey?"  "Yes?"  "You need to go have them remake the splint."  "Oh no, I'll be sitting there for hours waiting to see the doctor."  "You won't have to see the doctor.  All they need to do is remake the splint."  "No.  I can just fix this by cutting out the fold."  "Honey, you really should go to the office and have them remake it."  After some back and forth, he finally hedged once.  I gave one more "really should" and he capitulated that going to the doctor was the right thing to do.  Whoot!

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Oh Nurse Cat!!

::sigh::  So this is what happened.  My surgery went well.  I was in the hospital until the 6th.  I came home to four very worried Nurse Cats.

"I think you should get into bed right now and give me treats!"

By the weekend, after resting amongst the purring of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Kitty Horde and reading my Honor Harrington collection again (okay, I lie, I'm only up to Echoes of Honor),  I was up to setting the laptop on my right leg.  [BTW  you should say thank you for me not searching for batteries for the camera to take pictures of the bruises I had from the thigh down.  heh]  I pull out my laptop and... humh?  emaillllllllll, where arrrrrrrrrrrre youuuuuuuuu??  ::sigh::

"Now mom, you know that it's quite important that
you do your exercises, elevate & ice your knee, and give us treats!"

Now, when last we saw our intrepid Feeders of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Kitty Horde, their dad was going to have to get a CAT scan to find out if he needed surgery on his broken arm.  To no one's surprise, he did indeed have to have surgery.  Dale went in yesterday to have either screws or screws & a plate put in to stabilize the bone.  Of course, since I couldn't drive... well, Dale ended up with the drummer from two of his bands being his surrogate 'wife'.  He got home about 1730 having joined the People With Metal Bits in Their Bodies by having two screws put into his.

"Don't worry mom, we've got dad covered.  Really!!"

Today I managed to get my browser/email up & limping... iow I can now once again receive mail but whatever has been sent to me recently??  Ummmm, Star?  Zaphoid?  Thomas?  Mister Kitten??  What?!  None of you took messages while I was gone?!  Poohbears!  Okay, assume I have nothing... nada... gar nichts!  Well, I shouldn't say that.  I have four treat snatching... ummmm... bed space robbing... ahhhh... okay, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Kitty Horde just happen to be the prettiest, smartest, & purriest kitties in the whole wide world.... what?  Moi?  Prejudiced?  Why ever would you think that??  ::grin::

"I thought my Cat Daddy Corwyn brought in the mail."

"Yes, your recovery seems to be coming along nicely."

 "My!  This nursing gig is exhausting!!"

"Let's just hope we can get them to sleep again tonight!"

Whew!

PS while mom was in the hospital Jennifer & Corwyn fed us when daddy wasn't around, but he would come home to take take of us.  What a goooood daddy he is!!

Naaaaaaah, I don't like chocolate!  Not one itty bitty bit!  ::snicker::  Actually, I made the first graphic when someone asked for one with this saying & then made the second one on a whim one day.
The word 'chocolate' is linked to the front of the Medicinal Chocolate section.  The left side takes you to Things You Use & the right takes you toThings You Wear...each of those has each of these separately!

Mom's Surgery is On!

Ooooooh Calender!