Too right. She's told me a fair amount of it all. I do know that you're her boy and I've known that for a while. Or we both are, now? But you're the strong silent type, with a sword. I'm the obnoxious arse who's chainsmoking outside of the house, these days.
I don't think the crutches are going to do too much for your image. I hope you're able to throw those aside sooner rather than later. Who knows? We might need you to run about stabbing things while my wife yells at you lots, ha ha!