Three days to go...

My little dog Lucy has become my constant companion. I’ve been sleeping on the sofa in our family room since I came home. It’s just easier for me to maneuver while I still have these tubes. Lucy, who normally sleeps in her bed in our bedroom, has stayed with me every night. She’s decided to watch over me while I recover. One night this week I decided to lay down in our guest room. Lucy slept under the bed while I napped. The unconditional love of a dog is a true form of healing.

I’ve been counting the days until the 14th. I so want to lose the tubes, have the staples removed and move forward with recovery. I still have a long way to go but mobility will help a lot.

Ginger is on a mission to win “Yard of the Month” in our subdivision. I swear she’s planted flowers everywhere these past few weeks. I haven’t seen them but I’m sure the yard looks great. What a woman!!!

The one and only Lucy...