Shawn isn't up yet. Gotta get him up in ten minuets. I have no idea what the day will bring! I borrowed some crutches from Shawn's sister and....they're too short. Crutches for Shawn would require a second mortgage since he's 6'5" and he's determined to go to work today.
Neither of us wears shorts outside of pajama quality but Shawn thought it might be easier in shorts for work. I grabbed an older pair of jeans and quickly ran a hem into them on the sewing machine.
I honestly don't know how he's going to work today. I have to help him get his left sock on since he can barely bend the knee. I think he needs to see another doctor. One who won't view him as a number.
If you pray....please pray for him. :o)
Monday, August 13, 2007
Day Three of a Busted Knee
Posted by whatagem at 5:16 AM
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I feel his pain. When I was on crutches I recieved little to no help at times. I even taught myself to drive with my left foot. not safe
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