Chuck's arrival

For the second time in 10 years, my college roommate, matron of honor and dearest friend Margot is sending us Chuck.
Her husband is coming to help us navigate the second eye surgery. The first one didn't work. It appears that the donor pumper cell tissue was bad. So, Ken has been blind out of his left eye since before Thanksgiving as we've sorted out our next step.
The next step is Dr. Bullington who will lay a new layer of donated pumper cell tissue on Ken's
cornea, place a bubble over this new tissue to hold it in place, stitch things up and send Ken home. There he will spend the next 24 hours mostly on his back looking at the ceiling while Chuck cooks us luscious meals and brings his usual energy, crazy jokes and unbridled excitement over weird caps, thrift store finds and most anything he finds on the produce aisle.
The last time he came Ken had developed spinal meningitis right after fracturing his ankle. So, he was tethered to an IV pole for high powered antiobiotics and bound in a wheelchair. That time Chuck bought material to make a tablecloth, new napkins and made us chicken salad with fruit, his sweet potato fries and all kinds of calorie-laden desserts. Ken recovered, lost the IV and eventually the wheelchair but never the weight.
It was during this trip that Chuck discovered the Mormon thrift store. We'll go there this weekend after Ken's done lying on his back staring at the ceiling and hoping that this time the tissue transplant takes.
Thank you, Margot.