immediately post-surgery. medicated, swollen, coned and anti-social. and i cried because i thought we’d broken her spirit.
day 1: the morning after, when mj demonstrated that painkillers only enhanced her cute wigglyness. silly, worrying mama. she’s just as spirited as ever.
day 2: so long as she was supervised, we kept her cone off. she was way more comfortable, and less whimpery, this way.
day 4: “i broke my cone mama. you got duckytape?”
“maybe i’ll get my stitches out today? ” 7 days post-op.
day 10: stitches, be gone! note: she is using a pink and brown polka dot ribbon to fasten on her cone. a girl’s gotta look good.