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Home on the range, where I don’t get to play. . .
It’s nice being home. My friends and family have been splenderific. The ramp turned out to be too steep, so they are rebuilding it.
Turns out my walker is too wide to make it through the bathroom door. So they makeshifted a potty in my bedroom for me. Just until Husband can get me some railings in there.
Large, Medium and Small have been wonderfully helpful. I count myself lucky that all three of my boys have stepped up to the tasks. Their futures look bright.
Yes, yes I am well medicated right now. Husband is changing my bandages now, and I am attempting to distract myself a bit. Husband and I have been talking about the things I can do just sitting around. I think we came up with some pretty nifty ideas.
So, you wanna see it?
I have already shown you the inside.
Here’s what the outside looks like.
Not too bad, huh?
20 cm long and a total of 25 sutures.
And no, there is no name for my broke knee mascot yet. Maybe I will run a contest to name it.
2012-09-18 19:29:17
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