He: So, what did the doctor say?
Me: Well, she gave me some serious narcotics, and she doesn't want me lifting, pulling, pushing, or otherwise manipulating anything that weighs more than ten pounds for at least a week.
He: How would that be different from any other week?
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LOL! (did you hit him? or at least give him a dirty look?)
oh no, that hurts worse, I sentence him to 10 lashes with a wet noodle. (be sure to smear it in his hair really well)
As soon as I can stand up without assistance again, he's a dead man.
Does he understand that we know what he has said? And we will offer suggestions on how to deal with it? A bit of caution may be in order, or we can offer additional options for an attitude adjustment.
Since he's doing the laundry and cooking dinner (and he made me tea without my even asking), I may let him live.
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