I can put socks on all my myself now (just like a big boy!), and I've cut way back on the pain meds: none yesterday, and going to shoot for none today. Maybe this weekend I'll try driving.
Wolfgang hates it that I can't throw a stick or a ball for him, but he keeps me good company anyway.
Whoa. I had to re-scan that first sentence a couple of times. I thought you were saying you were going to shoot (at the range) today. NOT recommended!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you're mending. That's the great thing about dogs. They don't turn their back on you just because you're dinged up.
"If you want a friend in life, get a dog!" - from the play Give 'em Hell, Harry!, about Harry Truman.
ReplyDeleteGood to hear that you're on the mend.
ReplyDeleteDon't drive unless you'e absolutely certain you're in good shape.
ReplyDeleteLike "I can slam on the brakes and spin the wheel to avoid an accident, and I won't hesitate because of how bad it's gonna hurt to pull the G's"
'cause that shit could/will get you killed.
Go on, ask me how I know...
With improved health come improved outlook! This could be interesting to see how your carry-method and ability is impacted.
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