Hit in the head with a hangar door

I spent part of my weekend with a friend who was injured at work five
weeks ago. His doctor is telling him to expect to be out of work for
at least eight months, and last weekend was the first time he came out
to visit friends. He was hurting a little, but a little hurt in a lot
of places is exhausting. I wonder when will be the next time he does
that.

This is my friend who works as a ticket agent at the airport, whose
stories I love to hear. My husband and I have both missed his company
for the last several weeks. And his wife has been crazy busy running
him to therapy and doctors and homeschooling their 9-year-old daughter
-- so busy that she's made herself sick. She's been down for the
count for five days now, and she won't just stop and rest.

I hate to see suffering.