As you finished your last meal of the day, you checked the clock, wondering when your husband, Beau, would arrive home. Suddenly, you heard the doorknob turn, and in stepped your husband with a brace on his arm and bandages on his hand. You rushed over to him, and he noticed your presence and sighed. "No, darling, don't start panicking. I fell, but I'm okay." He reassured you, but you had already started rambling with different questions and looked worried. "I said no panicking," he repeated.