I am happy because I’m grateful. I choose to
be grateful. That gratitude allows me to be happy...
For some reason I thought yesterday was Thursday.
I guess I was a little confused 😕 Anyway yesterday I had
knee surgery to repair a torn meniscus. My only question
is, "what will my next surgery be, and which body part will
be involved?" Interesting minds, as in mine wanna know.
I had to be at the surgery center by 6:15 am.
As Arvid said, "this is in the middle of the night."
He's NOT a morning person. But he said that he
will come right back and jump into bed.
Yes, he took me and would have just dropped me
off at the door an leave, but unfortunately for him, we go
t there a little too early so he waited with me for at least
minutes until someone came out for me. I didn't even
get to the door, and he had already disappeared.
Back home I still made lunch for us. Made spaghetti
and meat sauce for Arvid with a salad. I was told to have
soup/bland food, so I made something comparable. Sweet
potato fries in the air fryer and had some leftover chicken
I had made the day before. Then I rested some more.
All of us with pets know they dislike strange smells,
for sure hospital smells. Sniff of course is no exception.
I gave him food. I put gloves on so the smell would not
affect him. He refused to eat. I gave him new food after
washing my hands even more. Wore new gloves. He refused
to eat. I brought the food on the bed for him. No luck.
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I then told Arvid to do his magic. Arvid went and sat
with Sniff, talked to him and got him to eat. Arvid had to
run his hands around the rim of Sniff's bowl. Same thing this
morning he won't eat the food I gave him. Had to dump it.
Will have to wait until Arvid get up to give him fresh foodies.
Not doing much today other than elevating, icing the
knee and being bored. Though it's Thursday I told Arvid to
go and have something to eat on his own. I don't feel like it.
Plus I already made me something for my lunch.
Not soup as I was told to do for two days. I made chicken
curry in a coconut sauce. No one ever said to me that I
can't eat what I like. I remember having a root canal
and in 5 hours on that same day eating fried chicken.
I was also told to eat bland food. I survived.
A good day to all. I have physical therapy today. I was told
I had to do five sessions. I will tell them I will only do one. Today
only, and no more. A good day to all, and I am always grateful.
Joy is the simplest form of gratitude,connecting
happiness with acknowledging blessings...
~Nadiya~
