Max hasn’t seen his human dad in three weeks and is looking for his return. (more…)
I stood frozen in my husband’s hospital room. He just had surgery on his shattered feet. My dog, Max had surgery only two weeks before to have a lump removed. It was benign and healed over … or so we thought. My pet sitter called to tell me Max’s wound had split open.
“Is it bleeding?” I asked.
The people involved in the repair and recovery of my husband’s shattered feet had left us to fend for ourselves. We no longer could tolerate the miscommunication and lack of compassion. The two of us put our heads together and decided to be more assertive, in other words, pushy … in order to get something done.
I’m slowly returning from a blogging hiatus after my husband’s accident. We’re still dealing with things, but learning to manage it a bit better. I can’t say for sure, but I hope to post a blog once a week now, plus another for the wisdom quotes I share. I would also like to read more of your blogs when I can. I may not have as much time to comment, but I’ll let you know I read with a ‘like.’ I really do read, I’m not one of those bloggers. 😉