Post-op update: blizzard season is not the best time for major surgery.
- Jan 27
- 1 min read
Guess who hasn't been to PT now in nearly two weeks? Thankfully, I'm doing all my home exercises every day, and healing just fine, but this whole stuck at home while I have a bunch of medical appointments thing is pretty infuriating to someone who takes commitments seriously and hates being unreliable.
With a chronically ill body, you'd think I'd be used to being unreliable af and give myself more grace, but I do not.
But this is what it looks like outside my bedroom window, and it has looked like this all night:
On a positive note, especially for Milosh, I'm back to walk-up head scritches. They involve bending a bit past 90°, so I'm just starting to get back to carefully scritching his floofy head. I'm not quite to "speedy pets" yet, which is where he runs at me half-speed, and I have to pet him once as he runs past. If I miss my cue, I get the stank-eye and a do-over. The boy was getting mad that I was neglecting my Mumma duties.




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