I'm not sure if I should be angry or impressed with The Wife.

I leave for my first work week in Halifax and before I even get to the city, she rolls down the basement stairs. In order to keep me from worrying, she waits for my call (to say I've safely arrived) before going to the hospital to get checked for broken bones. She did not tell me about the spill until I got back home at the end of the week.

My wife is one tough woman. Luckily no breaks.