…panic button.
Holy crap, Rita has to have surgery on her elbow this Thursday (from relentless attacks on her funny bone??). In an early indication of exactly how much help I am likely to be in this process…I have no idea what the problem is. Something torn or frayed or filleted – I don’t really understand. Hell...i JUST realized it's her elbow and not her wrist (that wrist guard was confusing!).
And the recovery period is six weeks. Aye yi yi. Poor Rita...her primary caregiver is going to be….me [gulp]. Which means I am being promoted from busboy to executive chef at Chez Rita. The Michelin stars are disappearing even as type this. So while she’s mildly concerned about the risks of going under anesthesia, she is gravely concerned about the prospect of Lean Cuisines for the next six weeks. Not to worry though…I have already picked out our dinner for the first night (it’s not delivery, it’s DiGiorno). I am, however, a little light on ideas after that….sooooo, please post those recipe ideas here. The 255 characters allowed in the comment function should be PLENTY of space for any recipe that I can cook. Where’s that EZBake microwave when I need it?
In all seriousness…she is scheduled for elbow surgery on Thursday…she has been fighting this thing for a while so I am glad she will soon be feeling better. But it does promise to be a frustrating (and painful!) few weeks for her – any ideas for how to make it a little easier are always welcome (does twenty year old bordeaux mix with percocet?)
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