Hubby went to the shoul­der spe­cia­list yes­ter­day and he told us what we already knew… surgery.

Appa­rently Hubby has a tear in both the front and back of his shoul­der. Dr. Cuts-A-Lot’s hoping to per­form this sur­gery arth­ros­co­picly. This makes Hubby happy, as one of his three tat­toos is on the upper half of his right arm.

So anywho… now we are wai­ting for the city’s disa­bi­lity board to approve the sur­gery so we can go ahead and sche­dule it. We’re hoping for him to be in the ope­ra­ting room in the next two to three weeks.

Here’s the kic­ker. His reco­very is sup­pose to take a mini­mum of 5 months. Let me repeat. F.I.V.E. M.O.N.T.H.S. That’s five months after sur­gery. We are hea­ding into month two right now.

So my math skills as a second grade teacher come in handy when I cal­cu­late the follo­wing: 2 months + 5 months = a mini­mum of 7 months together.

We’ll see how cute Hubby thinks I am after our stint at home. Pretty soon I think he’ll be beg­ging me to begin sub­bing in our local school on my days home from work.

Five. Months. Little does he know (hi hon!) he’s get­ting five days of hea­ling before I re-institute the Honey Do List. ;-)

Dr. Cuts-A-Lot told him that he’s requi­red to be in a sling for a full six weeks post-op. Do you know what Hubby said after he told me this? “Looks like we’ll be spen­ding the whole Christ­mas vaca­tion down at your parents house!” (I think I jum­ped for joy, just a little bit! OK, a lot. I love being home with my family!)

So this is the offi­cial announ­ce­ment Mom and Dad, we’ll down for the holi­days. For weeks. Like ten. Pre­pare for the chaos which is my children!