He’s feeling better. His lifting restrictions are still in place: He’s still not supposed to push/pull/twist/lift more than 10 pounds. Nor is he supposed to breathe in dust/pollen/air-pollutants-stirred-by-yardwork. But he… Read more »
His torso scars are light — no longer purple, faded to near-white — and we have long learned to make light of them as a way of counteracting the heaviness… Read more »
Him: Hon those are so sexy.Me: Yes, fleece jammies are the new satin negligee.Him: I wanna touch ’em.Me: It’s the anesthesia, Smotchy. It’ll wear off. Apparently fleece pajama bottoms are… Read more »
Sometimes a 60-second conversation conveys more than a thousand-word story ever could.