Question:
Our son was so excited about his first day of school . This was all he talked about the days and night before . He was such a chatter box .
Answer the following question: How old may my son be right now ?
Answer:
Five years old
Question:
Sometime after 10 last night I gave in to the cliche . There I was , curled up on my couch watching Rita Hayworth as Gilda flipping her waves of luxurious hair and prancing around on legs that looked to be about twice as long as my entire body . She was , in the words of another blogger , glorious . And I was feeling , well , not so much ... See I was missing the boyfriend pretty badly .
Answer the following question: Did I have a satisfying evening ?
Answer:
No , I felt pretty restless and bored , and frustrated
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And it 's making me miserable . So I left it at home and hobbled around . As soon as I walked in , she said , " Get over here ! " It turns out , she used to work for orthopedics . She got to telling me about how she knew two people who 'd ended up having a leg amputated because they failed to overcome an internal infection in their leg ... like what the doc was worried I was getting . She spent much time belaboring this point . Aside from her scaring the ever - living shit out of me , my leg was REALLY sore today . I think I 'll use the crutch tomorrow .
Answer the following question: What will I do after she warns me about the risks of amputation if I do n't listen to my doctor ?
Answer:
I will use my crutches to walk around everywhere until I get better .