The loser of each event had to wear a silly hat for a full day. By week four, the mailman didn’t even blink at the sight of a grown man in a unicorn headband signing for a package.
One evening, as the family gathered for another terrible movie marathon, Leo’s grandmother leaned over and whispered, "You know, most people dread recovery. But you? You’ve turned it into a party." the fun convalescent life at the carva househol