No blog today…or at least not much of one. Had surgery on my wrist on Friday and I’m just not up to a lot of typing yet.
I will tell you I still like Dr. Tigger, but Scott the CastMan has stolen my heart. A sweeter guy doesn't exist in the medical world and if he weren't young enough to be my kid...or if I weren't old enough to be his mom....I would be a lost cause. He gave me glam band for my arm. It sparkles. It looks like I'm supposed to have a life. He's so optimistic! You gotta love that!
For those of you who know me and have expressed concern, I am taking the rest of the week off. I have come to realize that 60 is not the new 40 when it comes to bone knitting and bouncing back. Big thanks go to Cousin Laurie, Handy Andler, my local kiddies, and my friends Elaine and Leslie for pitching in to help...and making me feel less awful about this whole thing. Even my father-in-law has taken up the cause acting as my scissor hand and potato slicer...he's blind....so I place the blade and he does the hard stuff.
Gee, I wonder if the NY Times has noticed one regular commenter has fallen by the wayside. Hmmmm.
Please feel free to leave you own blog entries in the comment section. I could use some good reading. I am definitely not used to all this inactivity!
I promise to use my adventures in health care for my pithy comeback.
The Wifely Person's Tip o'the Week
Don't FOOSH.....fall on outstretched hand. Seriously dumb.