Everyday Randomness

Pitiful

I feel so sorry for hubby right now. He looks so pitiful I could almost promise him anything. If he said “Baby let’s go to Tropicana Las Vegas.” I’d say probably say ok let’s go! I just feel bad that he can’t really move around too much. He won’t be able to stand on his bruised foot for days, and we know the broken one will be weeks. He’s been pushing himself around on a desk chair I bought him this morning because the wheel chair is too big to fit through the bedroom and bathroom doors. He’s making the most out of it though. He’s using his crutches as paddles and chasing the dog around in his chair when he can, but if he sits up too long his legs start to ache. I can’t imagine what it would feel like to not have the use of both feet at once.