Did you know it’s possible to roll our eyes so far into the back of your head it actually kind of hurts a little? I am a champion eye roller and I just found this out yesterday.

Rich and I are on speaking terms (we hadn’t been due to our disagreement over when he should have gone back to work) but there was a lot of hashing and bickering before we got there.

He still thinks he’s right. I still think he’s wrong. And the fact that he can’t produce a doctor’s note for his boss stating that it’s OK for him to go back to work, which his boss has requested a couple of times already, allows me to feel a great amount of righteous indignation. But that’s neither here nor there…he did what he did and there’s no taking it back. And the fact that I know he’d do it again the same way if he had the choice makes me want to stab myself in the eye with a spork.

He has a doctor appointment today, which is when he will be officially released to go back to work. His incision is healing well and he can sort of bend over now. I learned this last night as well when Jezzy chewed up one of his only pair of work shoes. We had to get him some new ones and he had to try a few pairs on, which takes a good amount of bending.

Rich and I have learned a couple of things about each other in the last few weeks. I’ve learned that he will not do anything until/unless he’s good and ready. He’s learned that I do not back down. Ever. When I have it in my head that something is right there is no changing my mind and I will hound him until I drive us both insane. Unfortunately for us he waits too long to be ready. Fortunately for us I pick my battles and only worry him tenaciously over important issues. Most of which are health related.

Let’s all hope this is the end of health problems for a good, long while.