re-cooping

My husband is a prime example of why thirty-year-olds should NOT be playing an intense basketball game one night a week and callin' it "good." Why you ask? Last Thursday night I get a random call from a number I don't know telling me to come pick up my husband because he thinks he blew his knee out. Awesome. That's exactly what I said. Next call to one of my "bosses" who kindly met us at our clinic. Taking xrays afterhours is weird. Surgery was next day--- now I've been playing nurse to this poor guy who has to keep his leg straight x 2 months. Lord grant us patience! Is it bad if one of his Valium turns of missing? kidding kidding ; )