Tonight, after a four hour dental visit for seven crowns on my teeth, Rob took pity on me and fed all the livestock and got them in their stalls by himself tonight. I could have pushed myself to help, but he knew how much I've been going through lately. I would like to say I'd do the same for him, but I know I wouldn't. If the roles were reversed, I'd call on a friend to help. At least, until I build up some muscle strength. Those cattle cubes are heavy!
We'll just be resting and enjoying our home for the weekend. I'm on a soft foods diet for awhile, so I'm not going to be the most pleasant to be around.
