Two and a half months since I broke my ankle, and my husband is sitting opposite me, sporting a delightful plaster and crutches! He has broken his cuboid bone, and we’re waiting for an appointment at the fracture clinic in a couple of days!
I had to laugh. You couldn’t make this sort of thing up! And it will make for an interesting change in dynamic in the house. Right now I’m off to make my lovely man some lunch, then I will go back upstairs and finish making the bedroom safe from neck breaking opportunities. Someone’s obviously telling him he needs to slow down. So I will do my darnedest to make sure he does!
Maybe I’ll even go stick a pinny on! Little Miss Domestic Goddess. A girl can try!