Nothing happened and they cleared me to go home that Monday afternoon. Rehab was easy, just the old rubber band exercises and I was on my way home again with a new brace. The most exciting part, no pain, very little anyway. Roxy being very happy things were going well and drove me home in her car, an older Civic. Yup, the yard looked great and a brilliant idea cutting the bushes to railing level, took less time and looked better than at porch level. I guess Roxy and Kelly were getting along great. The house is another story. My old well-worn couch is gone, replaced with a leather looking…