A day before Thanksgiving last year, my husband shattered his leg skateboarding. A day before Thanksgiving this year, he's having surgery to take the metal out of his beautifully-healed bones. We hope the doctor will let him keep the metal so he can make a sculpture or something fun out of it (or maybe just look at it and marvel that it used to hold him together). Sadly, the hospital wouldn't let him keep his bone chips last year--all spare body parts are supposedly sent to a DNA repository at the FBI (kind of creepy!) We're going into the surgical center early, early Wednesday morning--any good thoughts would be appreciated.