Poor hubs.
He had hernia surgery on Monday and I am playing nurse. He’s still in quite a bit of pain and spending a lot of time laying down in bed.
Upstairs.
And I’m getting my workout in.
Coffee. Peanut butter toast. Ice. Water. Pills. Fresh Ice.
He’s lucky that 1) I love him and 2) my love language is “acts of service”.
He really is a great patient. He’s not a complainer or whiny. Even when I accidentally spilled water on him early one morning 🙂 Ooops. Sorry honey!
We’d really appreciate your prayers for his recovery! He’s in a fair amount of pain still and we’re both a little anxious because he leaves for Africa in 10 days. Tomorrow we have to drive 2.5 hours down to Tucson (and then back) to get more pages added to his passport. Hopefully reclining will make the trip bearable.