Convalescent Space

My house has a dedicated convalescent space and it’s super nice.

PatchRabbit

I forget what I called my new get-well-soon-bunny the other day, but the actual name is PatchRabbit.

You heard it here first.

Broth

Chicken broth. Seems to be working better than anything else right now.

I’m probably going to hit it pretty hard going forward.

Bertha!

Every time I turn around, Bertha the plant clipping has a new branch growing. I’m so proud of her!

Emotional Support Cat

Sure, Patches is my emotional support cat, but as soon as I mentioned that a couple of the incision spots might be starting to get itchy a bit she just checked out.

My Birthday

Today is not just Mothers Day. It’s also my birthday. 51 years young and all that bullshit.

No real birthday celebrations this year. Just liquids, protein shakes, and lots of intake tracking.

Also, I’ve spent the whole day with Jen, so it’s the best birthday ever.

When I was a kid I used to feel gypped when my birthday fell on Mother’s Day. This year I have bigger fish to fry.

Jen is making dinner. For herself. One of my fears going into weight loss surgery was guilt at putting a burden on Jen. I’m feeling quite a bit of that today. She is so encouraging and supportive and I don’t want to make things difficult for her.

I guess the point of this post is that I hope you’re all having a good day on my birthday. Do something fun for me.