Mr. B. got the go ahead to lose the knee/leg brace from his doctor this morning. That was a long haul.
We were moving refrigerators in December when he slipped on the only little piece of ice on our front steps. Then as he had promised the daughter to help move her from South Dakota to North Dakota (ya, I know, who moves to North Dakota in December? but that's another blog) he skipped having a specialist look at it.
In January he had the tendons reattached, went through physical therapy, followed doctors orders to the letter. The leg is still pretty weak and he will have to do his exercises at home yet.
So we will sit back and wait to see what befalls us next.
And maybe get acquainted with some young thugs willing to move heavy appliances? b