After about 15 minutes in the new soft neck-pillow-type cone that she liked much better, Amber was able to get to the stitches in her arm and pulled one out, so she is back in the stiff plastic and will have to learn to live with it until she is healed. This morning she’s kind of ‘resigned’ to it. I don’t feel bad – much. I tried to do a good thing for her and she rewarded me by doing the one thing she shouldn’t. Her good healing is much more important than her temporary comfort to me. She is asleep on the floor beside me as I type now.
I am more than ready for my massage this morning. I leave in about half an hour. I’m hoping Lynn can work a miracle once again and get me to be able to relax. I feel like a tight pretzel right now.
sent by my friend Marsha
Have a great day!
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