A Recovery Update, and a New Life Quote

The week after my surgery to remove a tumor in my parotid gland was a completely unexpected and difficult week. Saturday afternoon, after I was released from the hospital, we picked up the dogs from where they were boarded. The young woman at the desk when we checked out said, “Boy, your dogs couldn’t be more different!” I sighed. I’d purposely switched where we were boarding them to the vets, because it was not only half the price, but we had been there so often with positive results, I thought it might help, especially with Lilly’s GI issues. Lilly was hoarse from barking too much, so I know it hadn’t been a stellar stay. Still, they both appeared normal and happy to see me. After starting right in on the pet and 92 year old Mom tasks when I got back to the house, I found myself quickly weary and attempted to rest. The fact that I had slept for 23 ¼ hours from when they put me under until the following morning made that difficult. But finally with the fur babies snuggled around me, I was able to continue the sleep I needed to help the healing process.  Ah, if only it were that simple.

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