My Gimpy Gal has been going to bed early, like old person early, for the last couple weeks. Normally she (and I) are night owls (we are still able to close a bar when needed). Stephanie hit the sack a little after 9 tonight and before hobbling upstairs implored me to write a post.
If you have followed this blog for any time you know two things about my wife:
1. she hates pain or the anticipation of pain
2. she avoids exercise like pain
For years I have
badgered nagged suggested that she get her bunions removed, but was, shall we say, rebuffed. So when Stephanie said she was going in for surgery for the worst bunion, I told myself I would be the best Nurse Nightingale I could be. I actually like caring for my temporarily disabled wife, although she has a hard time letting me 'do it all'. I must have done a decent job though; she is talking about when to schedule surgery on her other foot.
Now if I could just get her to come to the gym with me :)
I'm proud of you, my Gimpy Gal. We'll do it again soon.
-Stu
