We had the appointment at the office on Monday at three o'clock, but on Sunday my other half went to play airsoft, tripped and broke his leg. It's nothing too serious, but of course a bit of a disappointment when things don't go as planned. The leg was operated yesterday and it's much better today.
I've been to the hospital to keep him company and make sure he has something nicer to eat than the hospital food. He should be home tomorrow and free of the cast in six weeks. I absolutely hate hospitals so I'll be glad when I can take care of him at home!
|Look how good of an almost-wife I'm, bringing him food and a book!|