Chapter 10Thursday mid-morning
Reggie’s physical therapy was rigorous. When he finished, he was out of breath and exhausted. Now he understood why Dr. Zeigler insisted that he take an additional three weeks away from work. They got home at one thirty after the therapist had put Reggie through his paces for two hours. Mark wanted to put Reggie straight to bed, but Reggie refused.
“I’ve got to build up my stamina or I’ll never get back to work. Let’s have Cecily make us a pot of coffee.” Reggie headed toward the kitchen.
“Are you sure caffeine is okay for you?” Mark asked trotting behind him.
Reggie halted in his tracks. “Stop. Don’t baby me. I drank coffee at the hospital. If you baby me, I won’t get better. I promise you I won’t overdo it. For the time being I’ve got PT three times a w
