As the British so loved to say......"Huzzah"! Both Craig and I couldn't be happier with the results from his latest doctor's appointment. Although not fully cleared of the nasty infection that decided to take up residency in his body, at least he was allowed to return to work, with a promise to have a recheck of his arm in 7 to 10 days. That shouldn't be a problem as we are always being routed through French Camp sometimes a couple of times a week.
He did have some additional antibiotics prescribed to him, but he can handle that as long as he could get back out on the truck. And back in his truck he is, and he couldn't be happier! He called me from the truck saying that he had caught up his log book, sent in his hours, and notified dispatch that he was ready to return to work, with a request to be sent through Spokane to pick me up.
Only an hour later, he had a dispatch to pick up a loaded trailer at the French Camp yard, loaded with produce, and to be delivered to Auburn, WA Saturday morning and an additional delivery to Spokane, on Sunday morning. That barely gives me enough time to get my butt in gear and get up to our house and get our mail, before heading back down to Spokane to get back into the truck with Craig. Oh happy day.......huzzah, huzzah, huzzah!