Hello friends! Jenny here, blogging for our recovering pal Jay. Well, so far so good. He's been on the couch since returning home, in and out of a stupor. We were ahead of the pain til 4am. He's told me he was not so good for two hours. What else, what else??
Um...I left him in a bad situation last night when I headed to bed without taking the cover off of his pain medication. When he came upstairs he found me with a thermometer hanging out of my mouth and I was sobbing. Of course I have a 24 hour (I hope) bug, but I didn't want to admit it to him. You see every, and I mean every time Jay is sick (which isn't often), I get sick (which is often). My affliction has caused a horrible condition, which could kill the world's best nija -- flatuation. And I mean the worst rotten eggs you've ever smelt, attractive, right?
Anyhow, my fantastic father is here now taking care of the both of us (barely surviving the sent). Later, Jay and I hope to head over to the karate studio so I can break boards, but I dunno if it will happen. Gotta go -- Jay's sling needs an adjustment.
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Glad to hear the surgery went OK. The worst part for me was after surgery, the effects of the anesthesia really bothered me, I wanted to sleep but it felt as though I couldn't. Keep your head up Jay. And I hope you get better Jen!
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