Puppy's Pop took some photos of the branch. Pretty big stuff.Another little surgery in the books . . . over and done. Dr. Quinn said that what he removed from the bladder was even smaller than he expected. That's okay by me. Got to L&M at 7:30am and was home by 12:30pm. I was tired so I put on PJ's in the middle of the day and went to bed! What a slacker. When I awoke 2 1/2 hours later Puppy's Pop had already chopped up the monster branch that fell off of one of the old maples behind the garage while we were sitting in the kitchen catching out breaths after the morning sojourn to New London. We did't even hear it fall! I slept though the clean up and his leaving to bring the chain saw to be sharpened in Brooklyn. He is a very wonderful man. He has kept me busy for the last week or so because I must admit I've been off the wall worrying about "stuff." So now I'm all set to be able to get Kiddo tomorrow, late probably, because he wants to go to rec and make a tie dyed shirt. Oh, yuck. I hate those things! I ruthlessly tore up Puppy's Pop most egregiously loud tie dye. He has never forgiven me. Kiddo better watch out. Grampa may steal his treasure! I should be all set to go to his birthday party Saturday afternoon at Eastern Point Beach House. Yes, I'm smiling! Cool beansies.
Quote: The poets did well to conjoin music and medicine, because the office of medicine is but to tune the curious harp of man's body. ___Bacon
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