Today was not quite as good as yesterday, although not horrible. Good news - the doctors are still thinking that she might be able to come home tomorrow, which would be wonderful. Daniel has her room all ready for her, fresh fluffy sheets on the bed, a stereo moved in so that she can rock out (judiciously, of course - no head banging the first week), the puppies are more than ready...
But she had to have a transfusion of a couple of pints of O-neg, and she's feeling pretty punk at this point. Understandably - it's been a long week, but I still worry. Her skin is looking a lot better, though, and the nurse did say that the second day after surgery is frequently the worst - it's been two days since they had to go back in to fix the hematoma. I'm choosing to focus on the good news, and ignore the worrying news at this point. I took my laptop in to the hospital, and we watched a couple of vintage '80s Jeopardy episodes, but most of the time, she was pretty twilighted, so mostly I just crocheted. I did get a doggie-pad finished, though, so that's sort of productive.
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