Wayne had surgery on his shoulder yesterday. . . sort of a drive-by-surgery.  No kidding, he was in and out within two hours.  I barely had time to get any good knitting in or to study people in the waiting room.  (Situations like this are rife with great plotting potential!) 

I brought my injured hero home.  With painkillers he’s feeling just fine.  He has a little bell he rings when he wants or needs something.  We shall see how long he gets to keep it in his possession . . .