Why not treat everyone as if they’d just had thoracic surgery?

After thoracic surgery in which 20% of her lungs were removed to clean out cancerous tumors; after four days in the hospital where I enjoyed room service and a desk to write humorous updates on her condition; and after a week and a half at home where I entertained visitors who brought copious amounts of food and floral arrangements, my wife is recovering nicely.

How do I know?

One day I opened the front door and discovered a pile of Amazon boxes she’d ordered.

Another day, her sister asked what she could bring over, and Tia didn’t hesitate: “Crab cakes.”

As CEO of her dog-sitting LLC (of which I am CWBB – Chief Walker Before Bed), she accepted a query from one of her clients to entertain for the weekend a blond fur muff wi

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