March 11, 2011

Things just keep gettin worse for Mamaw!  This morning when she took me outside to go potty (in her nightgown and slippers) she slipped on the icy front deck and fell "ass over appetite."  I was just gettin ready to do my thing and I saw her go down so I ran right up to her--all worried about her.  And Poppy was worried too--she was in real pain right away but she said, "Oh my God Poppy, I didn't show my name and address to everybody going by did I?"  Her ankle swelled up right away and she HURT HER BACK AGAIN!!!

There's still that matter of the stitch so she forced herself to sit while Poppy tried to get hold of it to pull it out.  He couldn't see the darned thing without magnification so he said if she could make it to Valley West sometime today; he would get it then.  She was thinkin, well crap--if I gotta get all cleaned up she'd just see about goin back to the dermotologist.  She called--they could take it out at 2:00 so she spent the rest of the mornin getting ready.  It had to be agonizing for her but she absolutely insisted on it.

She left me long enough to go and came right home.  She got a glass of water and a pain pill...she was in and out the rest of the day.  When Poppy got home she put the gate up and went to bed.  She didn't even take that damned e-reader with her.  I was Poppy's buddy all night and never did make it to my kennel.