Sickness and men....um get a clue!

Okay I love the Mr. and he is sometimes the fodder of this blog with his endless supply of weird happenings, but.....He's been sick or hurt since his return from his Central American adventure. Now believe me, I have encouraged him and cajoled him to see a doctor regarding his knee. He claims he's torn his miniscus or ACL. I have been on the edge waiting to see if we have to go through surgery. He spent 2 weeks after his return complaining and then 1 doctor visit and another week getting the referral to the orthopedist. He has fluid on the knee and finally has been told it is getting better and to stop doing work while kneeling. I think I will start kneeling more in prayer. The 3 1/2 weeks were not fun because he had projected out until after Christmas about what he's not going to be able to do because "he might be having surgery." Everyone we met heard this first. Forgive me while I go into my closet and say bad words. I love my mr. but you know he can be a big baby about being sick. To make the matters even worse he picked up some sort of sinus infection. It happens in our valley often, lots of pollen from the growing things, and the seasons are changing warm to cold. Anyway, when he gets a "cold" it's always a major hacking, spitting, blowing incident. No one sleeps, relaxes or can tell him what to do.
He went to the doctor today after 11 days of hacking, etc. He has the super-biotic, cough syrup, and of course, the complimentary, "Come back in 5 days if you're not better. His chest is clear and he should be well in 3 to 4 days. Yippie! I can't wait to have the Mr. back......and...um, WELL HAVING A CLUE! I'll go to my closet now and say bad words. Bad, mrs., very naughty thoughts, and bad words, mrs.