Sunday, 7 weeks out from surgery I went to the grocery store. You might think, "So What!" But, since the Covid pandemic AND the hip pain I wasn't physically able to walk in the store. It has been over 3 years since I actually set foot in a grocery store. It was honestly scary because of ALL that has happened the past few years. I walked in and was thrilled to see fresh veggies I could touch and pick on my own. It was almost sensory overload to see all the stuff, all bright, shiny and fresh. I've relied on others for 3 years to pick my groceries and now I can do it all by myself. So exciting! I feel like my life can begin again. This was a huge step in my life.
I also drove to the cabin and was planning on staying by myself for the first time in probably 9 months. We have to go downstairs to the garage basement to turn on and off the water, hot water heater and a couple of breakers and I could not do that, BUT now I can! The Hubby ended up coming later that night because his dance plans were canceled. It was a nice weekend hanging with friends and reading. The weekend before the entire family came to the cabin. Both weekends were fabulous.
See the big black dog, that is Vance and his sidekick beside him is Vinnie. This past weekend sweet crazy Vance had a terrible accident. Friday afternoon Snicklefritz was at her friends for a sleepover and her daddy had driven to OKC for the night to play music with friends. That left Bri alone with the dogs. It was feeding time and Vance is absolutely crazy dog when it is food time. He was outside and was running to the sliding glass door for dinner, jumping up and hitting the glass as usual but the glass in the door was very old and not safety glass.
Luckily Bri was out of the splash of splintering and flying glass as was Vinnie and the cats. But poor Vance was not. His back leg was sliced very deep, cutting a large vein. Bri said there was glass and blood everywhere, kitchen, down the hallway, it was a miracle she was not hit. She called her hubby who in turn called their friend and ANGEL! She called everyone else to come HELP!!! Vance is a huge and heavy dog. The Angel showed up at her door very quickly with an armload of towels and helped her to get Vance in the back of his pickup truck with her holding him and they were off to the emergency vet. Over $700 later he had surgery to stop the bleeding.
Sadly the stupid expensive emergency vet did not do what he was going to do during surgery, put in a drain. So when they woke the next morning the bleeding was still happening and they had to load Vance in yet another car to go to THEIR regular vet and he had another surgery to put in the drain.
This poor guy does not understand why he has to stay in his kennel for the next couple of weeks. He's a wild and crazy guy and a puppy, yes he's a puppy, so this has been very trying.
The Angel just so happens to be in the construction business, specifically windows! So he was quick to be able to get the plywood to fix the door and is getting them prices for a very expensive thing that was not in their plans. Who knew that these old houses had those plate glass doors like that but now I know and they know. I told her she needs to contact their homeowners insurance and see if they will pay for it all.
One another note I've been going through my music. I REALLY have a problem, I LOVE music, so I own tons of CD's. For years I've purchased CD's & taken the covers & CD's out of the cases to put in CD books. The attic had boxes full of the cases & I felt it time to reunite cases with CD's. I've spent countless hours sorting & searching to accomplish that task while healing. But now I've found that I have about 50 CD's & no cases & about 40 cases with no CD's. Think I might need to have "someone" visit the attic again. I've taken the music to my studio because that is where I listen to it while I paint. Think I need to purge some of the CD's because I can't figure out WHY in the world I bought some of them. I like every kind of music from classical to heavy metal. The only kind I DO NOT like is country. Occasionally I will hear a song I like but that doesn't happen often.
I've taken it all to the studio because that is where I listen to music. I'm also purging a ton of them, like Dixie Chicks. Why in the heck do I have 3 of their CD's. Yuck.