Yesterday afternoon, the husband broke his little toe. Ouch. So we had to rush over to the VA before they closed for them to x-ray it etc. Sure enough, he did break it – so they gave him a wedge-type open toed shoe so he could walk. Man he wacked it good – I was in the living room and he was in the office and I swear I heard it crack. His toe was sticking out to the side – I\’m terrible. I don\’t know why this is, but I always get the giggles when something like this happens to him. I knew it wasn\’t serious but it\’s because sometimes he thinks he is invincible. Yeah yeah, whatever you say, Old Man. This was our second trip to the VA in a couple of days.
The husband has this friend who used to work with him – and he apparently posted on Facebook that he had tested positive for Covid19 – so my husband got all hyper and told me he had been in contact with Joe just the other day. So me, being the laid back, easy going person that I am, told him to just wait and see if he develops any symptoms. I figured why go in and get tested so early – and then have to do it again. No, not him. He gets on the phone and because it was a Saturday the drive through testing at our local college was closed and told him to go to Rite Aid Drug Store. There he called and they needed an appointment. Then he called the advise nurse at the VA who said to just come in on Monday. All this was done in the blink of an eye. I sat on the couch, while he fretted, all the while saying he wasn\’t worried just concerned. I wasn\’t worried or concerned. He then calls his friend on the phone, and leaves a message telling him he will be praying for him and his family.
He goes back into the office – gets back on Facebook and then I hear a moan coming out of the room – then he started laughing saying, \”He got me.\”
Yes you guessed it. Good old Joe, was kidding! Apparently at the end of his Facebook post, he did clarify it was not true – a sick joke but the husband just read the first part and jumped to the conclusion that it was truth. Joe has the reputation of being a horrible joker at times.
You can imagine, with the husband and his broken toe, he is \”milking\” this for all it is worth.
\”Honey, could-you-get-this-for-me – could-you-get-that-for-me.
Oh thank you. You know I would if I could.\”
I can\’t forget what help he was to me when I had my knee surgery last year this time. He never complained. He was so sweet I practically fell in love with him all over again.
He forgot to ask, how long it will be before he can get on his \”toes\” again. Now we wait to hear back from a podiatrist.
So that\’s it – It was 110 yesterday. I am so sick of the HEAT by August. At least I now, that the hot weather starts to get wishy washy by the end of Sept. October is still hot but 80\’s and 90\’s are downright cool, when its been 110 +