You'd think that having Michael home the past two weeks would free up some of my time and I could actually get some posts done. Too bad it doesn't really work that way. Michael has a really hard time sitting around the house doing nothing so he's had us running around like crazy people just about every day. The dishes and laundry piles are getting a bit out of hand. I think I'm going to try taking the weekend to get caught up. Although, now that I think about it I heard Michael talking to Regan about going to Chuck E. Cheese's tomorrow.
Yesterday was Michaels two week post op visit. I went with him to this appt. so I could talk to the Dr. about switching to an ortho here in town. I didn't realize they were going to take Michaels cast off and remove the staples. Oh My Goodness!! I almost got sick when I saw his arm. They had to make a six inch incision along his forearm to clean up the bone fragments and put the metal plate in. When they closed it up they put in SEVENTEEN staples! And they didn't even try to make it look nice! I think this scar is going to be a bad one. Not that Michael will care. Cause chicks dig scars. Right?