I spoke with Bingette again today. She told me that he made it through the night with little pain. Again, the morphine did the job this time around. They actually had him up walking today, albeit with crutches. She said he was able to put some weight on his leg, which is good. If I get a chance to hear from him, I’ll be sure to pass along everyone’s wishes of wellness, including Rob’s crotch-punching salute.
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