No guts, no glory

I need to lighten things up.  Just so you know, we are not hanging crepe around here. Life goes on just as before. We did go to a different surgeon and Maggie is indeed having surgery on Friday. We are hopeful it will fix her problem and allow her to ward off pneumonia and bronchitis this winter. Time alone will tell. We are delighted that she is getting a chance. That's all we wanted.

I am flabbergasted, disappointed and angry at the effort it took to get here. This is not a game. But now we are here and we are moving forward.

Today we met with the new surgeon. All of our questions have been answered to the extent possible. We are on  some uncharted waters here. The surgery itself should not be problematic, but the success of the procedure is in question. Time will tell.

We are still the immature goofballs we always were. Take for example the way we left the exam room. We had to wait quite a while and both Steve and I were looking at the poster with the entire digestive system on it because just when you think you understand anatomy, you are wrong. We laughed at each other for being such nerds trying to figure out how our guts work.. I said, "Hey, No guts no glory."

 That really sums up this whole episode and Steve liked that and decided we needed to leave the sentiment on the poster. Not defaced, mind you, just a post it note.   Here's the poster and a close up.

I wonder how long it will take them to notice.