Talk about Shrinkflation.

The very first thing that went through my head is just how much did this contraption cost?

Thousands no doubt.

If you want a workout honey, grab a mop and a bucket and get busy.

Yep, yet another thing telling me that I’m getting old and feeble.

The last few weeks I come home from work, without actually busting my ass hard mind you, take my damn boots off, flop down in my recliner and the next thing I know,

He had surgery yesterday and came out last night and sent me an email this morning but this is the first time I get to sit down and type this. This quote was in the body:

“What he told me the plan was to put the ankle pieces in place and fill in the voids with bone dust from a cadaver and a bonding agent. Then a plate attached to the heel that runs up both sides of the leg and attaches to each leg bone.” Deathray.

When he gets up to walking in about eight weeks we can call him “Dead Man Walking…” He still needs your prayers and healing thoughts. He has a long, bumpy road ahead of him with pain and learning to walk again…