It was a rough weekend for us. Our patient made it home from surgery, but had some unfortunate complications in the recovery room that have rendered her remaining back leg injured and torn. She is doing well, but we are disappointed that she sustained injury while under the care of the hospital recovery room. We will have some tough decisions to make about further surgery in the next few weeks, but for now she is happy to be home and recovering well.
While we were busy icing a dog leg this weekend, my Nana, Josephine Jean, quietly passed away. She was 93 and died peacefully in her sleep. She was married to my Grampy who passed away last fall. They were the cornerstone of our large, close-knit extended family. They both served in the military, Nana as a Navy nurse, and they met in Pearl Harbor. They lived the last few years of their lives in the New Hampshire Veteran's Home, which was a really amazing facility. My family will gather this weekend to celebrate Nana's long and fulfilling life.
Nana and me 1979
(I know Nana would get a kick out of the fact that she is sharing this post with a recovering dog. She was head recovery room nurse for many years during her nursing career, and she really loved the many pets she had throughout her life.)