The last time I was able to go to my beloved MDSW was in 2018. It's been five years. FIVE YEARS. In 2019 we had a wedding, 2020 and 2021 were pandemic years, last year we had mange and a dog with a bum hip and this year....sigh. Well, you know. Seeing how this is a special anniversary year and seeing how I really thought I was going to be able makes it especially painful to watch from afar once again.
Oh, well....I suppose I'll just watch this dumba$$ get coronated tomorrow morning instead.
And.......The Mister did get a good report from the doctor but was dismayed to hear he had at least another 4 weeks of serious restrictions ahead of him. That means no leaning forward in a chair to do his painting or other crafty things. He has to maintain more than a 90 degree angle between his torso and his hip at all times. He was encouraged to walk more and to wean himself off of the walker and on to a cane. He does have to keep wearing those battery operated air compression things at night which he HATES. The noise keeps him up. He has to go in for X rays in 4 weeks so we'll know more then. I'm going to be worn to a nub by the time this is all over. C'est la vie.