Kevin on Monday the 28th. He's rambunctious, but he does like a good nap.
My horribly bruised foot on the 29th, two days after I smashed it the second time. The new bruise combined with the old bruise, and I also apparently twisted my ankle, so that is all bruised too.
I had a doctor appointment on Wednesday and then I went to happy hour with co-workers after. I was happy with my patriotic, but understated outfit. Red and blue, but no stars and stripes.
Kevin on Thursday the 1st.
I am having fairly major breast cancer related surgery on Friday the 9th. I am fine. It's just the second phase of my breast reconstruction. It was delayed a year because of COVID and then my desire to have a break from surgery.
I spent Friday the 2nd doing all sorts of prep for it.
I got my hair cut and colored.
I documented the ankle bruise.
I bought all sorts of compression garments, because I have to wear them for six weeks after surgery.
Look- butt cups!
And I picked up all of my meds. Edited for privacy.
Up next: a festive 4th of July house and the holiday weekend.
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