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?
LOL! (did you hit him? or at least give him a dirty look?)
ReplyDeleteoh no, that hurts worse, I sentence him to 10 lashes with a wet noodle. (be sure to smear it in his hair really well)
ReplyDeleteAs soon as I can stand up without assistance again, he's a dead man.
ReplyDeleteDoes 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.
ReplyDeleteSince 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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