That first night, I remember having no pain. I was concerned about that. I had no real issues. 5 months or so in the future I don't remember if I'd started cooking again or not.
The rest of the week continued well enough. By the end something was new. Brother in law was now having to leave very early. He was working back where my sisters previous hospital was. See other entries.
So I was to take care of the dog and such. We quickly established a routine. About 6 it was outside time. Or for her it was free time for 15 min.
We'd go out back, carefully making sure not to lock my stupid self out of the house. She'd go first and me following with a cup of coffee. Oh yes, coffee and I are still very much an item.
I remember it being a pleasant spring. There was still space for me to hobble around. From that bit of weeding I'd done and that my brother in law helped with.
We had a thing where we'd split the yard. She'd spend the first 7 or so minutes on one side then we'd switch. The birds obliged us with tunes. The sky with clouds and such. Oh Spring mornings, there is pure magic still left in thee. (Remember I'm stating this in the beginning of November.)
After that I'd lock the house down. Slowly amble out to my car and go to work. Since I couldn't go to the gym I had loads of time. So, if I've covered this the readers and I have forgotten.
I broke down and downloaded a game on my IPhone. It was free so why not eh?
Park at work, hobble inside. Store my stuff at my desk. Go to the cafeteria and get a cup of tea. Then to my booth where my leg could be properly elevated until it was time to go to work.
I admit to enjoying this routine. In fact I would still be doing it now, but we'll get to that in a few months I suppose. Poor buggers you.
Happily I was still able to keep my hours and the drive home was no crucible. So I continued.
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