discardia

Busy busy in the Clan of Hughes.

Wife preggers, growing daily. Family stuff for the horridays (say it slow). And my knee is the size of grapefruit. My insurance and I just paid for a couple people to rip my knee open, screw some hardware in and attach a dead person’s ligament where my ACL used to be.

And the drugs were awesome. However my fingers could barely operate my remote or my gameboy so posting was effectively on hold.

The wife is doing good. We find out the sex of the baby the day after Christcomestoearthtoredeemyoursorryassday.

My eldest dog looks at my knee in sympathy, as he had the same surgery earlier this year. Of course, I didn’t have to wear a cone on my head.

Thank goodness.