Well, we’re up and on our way to the hospital for surgery. I’ve left my mother every list imaginable for Pookah. I wanted to kiss him goodbye, but the little rascal was restless last night. Like he just KNEW I wouldn’t be there when he woke up.
I’m strangely not worried about the surgery. Just about after. I’m off for a month, but I know it will fly by!
I’ll update when I can!
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