Day 1563 a lovely day at work and Khaleesi back to the vets for X-rays

I slept like a log considering it was my first day back at work today. Usually that has me awake all night, filled with dread that the holiday is over. Instead I was filled with gratitude that I had something to do today.

Yeah I hear myself, how ridiculous does that sound?!?

Anyway, regardless… maybe this was a test to allow me to truly appreciate the day to day…

I got up early to take the dogs for a walk before work, as Craig had to get Khaleesi back to the Vet Hospital in Stirling, for 9am.

Today was meant to be a scorcher… I wore my shorts.

IT ACTUALLY RAINED!

That was not forecast!

I didn’t want to get up early but I made myself do it and I felt so much better for the walk.

My head is still sore and still full of noise but I am looking forward to the routine.

I feel really calm about work, I’m not worried about it at all.

I do still feel pretty rotten but I end up taking paracetamol after lunch and it actually helps. I kinda wish I’d done that earlier. 😆

Craig had Khaleesi back at the vets today for her final X-rays.

The vet is pleased with her progress and said the bone has fused very well so far, but disappointed to see she’s not putting more weight on it yet. He thinks there may be an infection around the pin. So we are the proud owners of 21 tablets that cost us £60!!!! A whopping 35 pence a tablet. Craig looked them up on the website he used to buy her doggy tramadol and they are £16. I appreciate their expertise but that’s one area where I find the cost incredibly difficult to justify.

She’ll be on them for a week. I recognise them as ones she had for the first 10 days after the operation. If that doesn’t make any difference we’ve to call back on Monday and he may prescribe something else…. Then if that doesn’t work, she may need the pin removed once the bone has fully healed, maybe around December time.

She’s a wee sorry soul tonight, still a bit drugged up. Here she is proudly showing her leg off!

Of course as I take this one, her lord and master walks into the room and takes all the attention.

So we’re really pleased that she’s healing well.

In other news, my Grandpa would have been 100 today…. He was a handsome man!

He always used to say “don’t be cheeky to Charlie” and then tickle us for ages.

Here we are with Gran and Gramps at a wedding down in the south of England. The Scottish contingent 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

He suffered ill health towards the end of his life and I was amazed at his funeral to hear he had been ill for 16 years. I can still see him sitting in his chair as he got me to try and help him fix a phone line round to his side of the on. He got so cross that I didn’t do exactly what he asked me to do. I told him I’d be doing none of it if he didn’t start being a bit nicer to me. 😆

I suppose after 16 years of being sick he had a right to be a bit grumpy.

Don’t be cheeky to Charlie!

Stay safe everyone ♥️♥️♥️