Another beautiful day for Teebah and me to step outside and enjoy the sunshine. Week 2. #posthysterectomy #cancer

Doggie and I basked in the sunshine today. One week down. Five or seven to go. #Hysterectomy recovery. #cancer

One hour later: some things change a lot; some things don’t change at all.

My vantage point today: my coloring book that a dear colleague gifted me post surgery and a loyal doggie glued to my slide (Aka recovering from hysterectomy). #cancer

Post-hysterectomy update: Discharged last night.

First impressions: At-home recovery is doable with spouse’s love & support. And, of course, this big puppy is guarding her mama while being super confused by mama’s new sedentary lifestyle. #cancer

In preparation for hysterectomy, I asked my spouse for one of his sweatshirts (for comfort during my 3-day stay at the hospital). He had a better idea: He bought me a stuffed doggie to spray his cologne on, which went on one end (of course, I gathered Teebah’s smells on the other end). #cancer

One more day of this heavy doggie head on my lap before hysterectomy prevents this beautiful soul from placing all her 80 lbs weight on my stomach. #cancer #hysterectomy

Sitting still to read the Atlantic sometimes presents an opportunity for Teebah to rest her heavy head on my lap, like a weighted blanket.

I choose to believe, even if it’s a groundless misconception, that when dogs place their paws on you, they are, indeed, petting you back.

I need petting today as I wait to hear from my oncologist. #dogs #cancer

Sometimes, love looks like this.
#dogs #staffy

If only life solely comprised of playtime with doggies. I mean, who can resist this beautiful face!?