Recovery Monday

Glued up. Taped up. Cleaned up.

Aside from occasional exhaustion, I'm ready for the week.

Or at least for the day.

This does not come without difficulties. In order to avoid nursing duties, my wife fell and broke her arm on the day I returned from the hospital. 

Impeccable timing but since I'm a world-class tripper I can hardly find fault.

We've since adopted a mutual recovery alliance and monitor each other's progress. The children have been particularly helpful via frequent visits to keep the house in order. The dog is eager to see us shift back into full elderly retainer mode. 

My condition is far more serious and deserves far greater sympathy and support - the sort normally given to royalty - so I've suggested a formula to apportion assistance fairly.

"I wish only to please" is one of the key phrases.

My wife finds this highly amusing. She's already on the mend.