Quoting -Kaysay-:" For REAL. If he's anything like my DH, the place would be condemned by the end of the week."
I broke my right foot back in October and then walked around on it for a month before going to the doctor (stupid, I know, but I really didn't think I broke it), so I ended up having to have surgery to rebreak it and put screws in on December 7th. I can't put any weight on it until February 12th. My house seriously looks awful. I keep trying to roll around and pick stuff up, but I can count on one hand the amount of times he has done dishes. Our door hinge broke, so instead of fixing it, he just took it off. He yells at me because our house is a mess, but it's kinda' hard to keep up with all of it on one foot and crutches. It's ridiculous. I can't wait to have both of my feet so we can live like humans again.