Relative Something

We made it through that holiday. With Marie and Elysa taking on the majority of kitchen responsibilities, we succeeded in holding Cyndie to a moderate amount of upright activity. Seated on a chair with her leg propped up, she partnered with Elysa to sculpt a precious turkey cheese ball appetizer.

Nobody wanted to be the first to start deconstructing the little gobbler. Looked too good to eat.

It was pointed out that the injury we are nursing on Mix is her right leg, just like Cyndie’s. Coincidence?

I’ve been given permission to show what her ankle is looking like so far.

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At our appointment last Monday, the surgeon decided to leave the stitches for another week because the residual swelling was still putting pressure on the wounds. That swelling has come down nicely in the days since. He anticipated that the numbness Cyndie was experiencing would diminish as the nerve root-like structures that were disrupted grow back.

Hopefully, a turkey dinner with all the fixin’s helps to grow both bones and nerves.

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