I Kneed My Pain Med

For the second time in one week I have risen from the basement Sherpa/Driver ranks to be take the responsibility for the Cronin Company. My lovely wife enjoyed being so trashed on Monday for her endoscopic procedure (Devin wanted to clarify it was a small camera, but it was in her throat, not other venues of miniature videography.), that she could not wait to do it again.

We all got up at 4:30 am to take my lovely to her knee surgeon so she could have her ACL tweaked.

It was her right knee and she signed her leg so they would know.

The procedure took about an hour, but while I was in charge of the Cronin Kingdom, Prince Jack was there keeping a close eye on my actions especially when I had the Queen's iPhone.

It was an early morning as last night we had a nice dinner at Hanna's (Dave is sporting a really nice Hollywood Tan.) with Ryan's dad Doug. We had a great night and the meal was special. I enjoyed a small filet with asparagus Risotto and a bottle of 2006 Caymus Special Selection. We left about 9:15 knowing that we had to get up at O'Dark Thirty.

It is making for a long day today as Devin is bed bound and I, your humble servant is meeting her every need. (And let me tell you she is needy today.) I don't know how it is at your house, but sometimes when Devin is a little incapacitated, I swear she asks me to get things that she knows can't be found. In one of her drugged up stupor moments today she asked for the thermometer. Ok, I do nut use a thermometer as I have doctors that do that for me, so I do not know where we keep it. She said it was in a white box in the tower of our master bathroom sink area.

When Devin had our master bathroom done over three years ago (That is when the parade of contractors started and there is no sign of it ever ending.) she had the counter set rather high. Now I am a little chubby guy at 5'6". All I can say is Devin's next husband must be really tall because when I stand at our bathroom sink, the counter hits me above my naval and below my breasts. There was no way I was going to be able to reach the thermometer if I ever found it.

I scoured the house for a step stool. I took everything out of the tower. There was six different boxes of band aids, 4 bottles of Advil, two cartons of Musinex, and dozens of dozens of other medical supplies, but no white box with the thermometer. I politely asked Dev where else it might be. She suggested I look in the Prince's bathroom cabinet. Nope. After two more bathroom cabinets and seeing the mess I had made in the master bathroom. I offered my neck to the blade and confessed I could not find the thermometer.

She said it was in the tower in a clear plastic box. (Yes, ten minutes earlier it was in a white box.) Now it had become clear plastic. Another climb up the step stool and low and behold, there was this little clear pill box looking thing with a device that looked a lot like a cross between an earring and a Bluetooth device. Yeah that be it.

Devin did have a lot of issues with pain management today, but she made it through and is a bit ahead of the pain at the moment. She is currently enjoying a fried egg sandwich I made her. Satisfying her needs today did not leave a lot of time for market watching so let's see what went on.