Summary of our week: Impaling and Vomiting

This has been a weird one. Randy was trying to move a box spring and mattress out to the road for pick up and ran a staple deep into his finger. Luke who is still recovering from a knee injury and will have an MRI on Saturday, starting yakking up his guts last night. I am on Florence Nightingale duty and trying to prepare not one, but two lectures and keep all things straight. Randy and Luke are very different creatures when hurt or sick. One is the lone wolf when hurt or sick and wants no assistance and the other needs watch duty 24/7. (I keep waiting for what is coming for me!) I was on the loveseat and Luke was on the couch all last night. I feel like the Coyote on Road Runner when an Acme truck or steam roller goes over him and then backs up and does it again, followed by a boulder on the head.
Tax day yesterday too, that really blows.
Oh well, could be worse, could be raining!