the recovery begins.

I just realized I left you all hanging. Here is a post-knife picture of Cale...he will have to have his arm strapped to his gut like that for 6 weeks. I didn't get to see the damage, would have been cool I think, but probably sick, but still cool. The doctor in Lincoln has to change his dressing the first time to make sure everything is ok, and then he can do it himself after that. We had quite a time trying to figure out the best way to put on his shirt. hahaha. And he was also a bit concerned with how shriveled his left arm will look after not using it at all for 6 weeks. =) Probably like mine, that's what I was thinking. haha.

Anyways, its been a few days back at the normal schedule, pretty much hanging out, reading a lot, working out (more like hanging out at the racket club for an hour or so) laundry, cleaning, random errands...the best is being able to go outside whenever I want to...to the beach, ride my bike around, you know...just be outside. love it. Hang out with Ryan at night. Couldn't ask for a better schedule. =) Tonight we have a date, tomorrow we will visit some of our friends in Grand Rapids (the bros that were groomsmen and their families). Should be fun. Not quite as fun as camping in Colorado with some friends, or going to Branson with the in-laws, but I'll try to make the best of it. =)