My sister-in-law sent me a couple things to aid in my recovery.

Patrick does not respond to the bell, but it’s funny to have. I’ll keep trying. The skull blanket is soft but a little lighter weight, so it will be nice as the weather warms up again. Plus, skulls and flowers? Yes! I’m thankful for her thoughtfulness.

Today’s activity list: I napped a couple of times. And walked up and down the stairs a couple of times. Watched a couple movies. Ate lunch outside. Checked the mail and sewed pockets on the inside of a linen jacket for my drains, so I don’t have to go to my next doctor’s appointment in a robe.

Although I’m getting pretty bored, I’m thankful for this time to recover and am glad I can move around better.

Good lord it has been a day. This morning Cooper, during a fit of puppy energy, took off towards the hallway and hit the wall on his way. He yelped loudly and then held up his paw, which dangled at a weird angle. I yelled, “oh my gosh, I think he broke his leg!” as he continued yelping in the hallway. Patrick scooped him up and he and my mom rushed him to the emergency vet. It was awful. The sound of him hitting the wall. His dangly paw. Ugh. I was a bit frantic waiting to hear, worrying about how we would take care of a puppy in a cast while I’m recuperating myself.

Then Patrick sent me this photo.

He probably sprained his shoulder but thankfully, his leg was not broken. The vet said it happens a lot with puppies. They get hurt, then limp for a while, but then are ok. What a relief. The vet suggested leash walking and pain meds.

Then, later after we got ourselves regrouped and relaxed, Cooper knocked over my mug of hot chocolate onto the living room carpet and all over my end table. He really tested us today, the little shit. So much for the anti-stress environment my doctor prescribed.

But I am thankful all is well at the end of the day. Hopefully the excitement tomorrow is outside of the house when our contractor comes back to finish our concrete work.

I’m thankful for walking a little better today, for a bit of rain and more on the way, for random movies, good dinner, and pain control.

I have a love/hate relationship with Patrick’s recliner. I’m grateful I’m able to sleep in it well enough, but I’m already tired of being in it. Our sofa is too low and difficult to get out of, so it’s off limits for a while. I tried my office chair just so I could sit in the living room from a different location, but I wasn’t able to sit comfortably. The kitchen chairs are only comfortable long enough to eat a meal…so I end up back in the recliner. Unfortunately, I can’t bend enough to pull the lever to actually recline, which isn’t an issue during the day since I can sit comfortably using a footstool. But at night, I need to recline in order to sleep, so Patrick or Mom has to help me get settled. And then when I inevitably wake in the middle of the night to use the restroom, I have to wake one of them to help me out of it. Good thing for me, my mom’s a light sleeper.

I’m hoping after these initial first days I’ll be moving well enough that I can get comfortable in bed instead. I’ll need to sleep upright for a while, so I’ll have to prop myself up with a bunch of pillows. However, it’s my stomach that’s causing most of the concern since the incision is from hip to hip. It’s not going to be helping me sit up anytime soon, and I don’t want to do anything to stall the healing. So, I’m thankful for the recliner. My bed and main perch for now.

I’m thankful for another day of healing and walking a little better, for the help of my mom and Patrick, and for some sweet pick-me-up surprises from a good friend and flowers from my in-laws.

I thought my posts were uploading but I guess not. Whoops.

Today was better. I walked a bit. I showered which I was very grateful for. I am able to get in and out of a chair and the bed. And my nurses don’t need to check me every hour anymore so I’m hoping I get to sleep better. The doctors are talking about possibly discharging me tomorrow.

I’m grateful for all the friends and family who have checked in on me today. For Patrick who’s been driving back-and-forth. And that I’m feeling a little bit better each day.

I’m thankful I made it made it to today. And the surgery went well.