Better Safe Than Sorry

 

After seeing what The Mister's been going through with his hip I decided to buy myself one of these. It's not a storm trooper uniform, it's a cordless vacuum. I almost fell down our stairs twice last week tripping over the cord on my canister vacuum. Down the stairs and through the glass door doesn't sound like fun so I splurged. 

I still haven't had more than a few hours sleep. The Mister is getting up all night long for one thing after another. He's too hot, the leg things are too noisy, he has to use the bathroom, he needs a drink....argh. I get it. He's miserable. This has been so much more than he expected. I've been cooking up everything trying to get him to eat. Old bananas that he wouldn't eat just became banana bread. 

Maybe this quiche will do it. They told me to get a lot of protein in him but it's hard to do when all he wants to eat are ramen noodles and Reese's Cups.