Poor Guy. He is sitting next to me with an icepack on his ankle. Before that, it was heat. And before that, ice.
Before that, it was tumbling down the stairs on his way to his car. Poor thing. I hate seeing him hurt. He is a good patient, but it makes me so sad.
He is all cripple and limpy now. His poor ankle looks like a softball.
Actually, God pushed him down the stairs to punish him for being incredibly antagonistic today.
Kidding.
Now back to the nursing. Time to switch back to heat.