On His Feet

I thought I’d better update you all on Robert. He did go to the doctor today after much badgering by me, the Prophetess of Doom and Gloom. Turns out while he had a raging infection (probably caused by a spider bite), the foot will probably be okay, he was given a shot of antibiotic and a jarful of pills to take, was chastised by the doctor for not coming in three days ago, and hopeful has learned a lesson.

Nah, he’s a GUY for Christ’s sake. That won’t happen. But at least he will be okay and I can quit worrying, at least for awhile.

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