Damn. Just when we thought we were good to go for a while, TB gets a diagnosis from a specialist about his knee.

The cancer has eaten away at the end of the femur that butts up to the knee. The entire knee AND femur have to be replaced with a metal knee cap (?) and a metal rod. Soon. He sees another specialist on the 8th. He will be incapacitated for weeks after the surgery.

He’ll be teaching me how to use the snow blower tomorrow.

Damn.