So, uh. George went and had keyhole surgery on himself yesterday. He can't use his arm properly for four weeks, so! Hooray, I have to help him dress/eat/getreadyforbed/makephonecalls/openhismail/makehimfood etc etc. Which I'm not really that fussed about, only it actually hurts to move right now, I haven't been hungry and when I HAVE been hungry,
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