Rocket man

I call him the human torpedo. He needs a cape.

Poor John is completely unable to sit. He's now working lying on his stomach on the basement floor. They gave him a new pain prescription for Percocet, but he hasn't taken any since he thinks they will make him sleepy.

Traveling to and from these doctor and imaging appoints has been interesting. Since John can't sit for more than about three minutes before having excruciating leg pain, he travels lying flat in the back of my minivan. Do you know how weird it is to open your hatch and have a person get out? I feel like a kidnapper....