
Actually, I put on Highlander first, then gave him the sword. And you should have seen me when I picked it up back in June - wandering the streets of Portsmouth, NH with a (sheathed) sword. The desire to unsheathe it, point it to ceiling, and yell "There can be only one!" in the parking garage was strong, but I managed to keep myself under control.
Mum's already doing well, she's impressing the hospital staff with how quickly she's bouncing back after only having had surgery on Tuesday. I'll give her a call a little later and check on her again, though.