Monday, January 26, 2009


As I was being prepped for surgery a couple weeks ago, the nurse commented on my biceps. He said they were impressive for a girl. At first I was confused, as I do NOT work out! Then, at the same time, my hubby and I laughed as we told the nurse that I walk about 240 lb's of dogs a day. He was so impressed, he was continued to talk about it, as he wheeled me into OR, sharing it with my Dr, waiting behind her mask, ready to put me under and get on with her job. So my last memory as I went under, was of my pups.

This is when it hit me, I had been instructed not to lift more than 5 lbs for the next 4 weeks, that includes 240 lbs worth of dog! Just when I was getting the hang of walking them together, with my iPod blasting 70's music and keeping us all calm. So I can honestly say, the hardest part of healing is not being able to spend time alone on a walk with my babies. Oh, I get to love on them in the house, but it is not the same as fresh air, pee-mail and just the excitement of being outdoors together. Seeing things through THEIR eye's (or should I say noses?). I am sure my husband would let me walk with him, but I havent quite gotten back in the routine of waking at the crack of dawn with him.

However, as I prepare to return to the work force this week, I am saddened even more by spending even less time with my babies. Just before being laid off, my drive home was full of anticipation of getting home to a walk with the kids. Just me and one or both of the babies. It lifted my spirits. I have 2 1/2 more weeks to go with no mommy and doggie time.

I need to look back at this reflection in 3-4 weeks, when I am back to waking up at the crack of dawn to get a morning walk in, to remind myself, that I was missing this! I am sure my hubby will gladly remind me, as I sleepily drag my behind out of bed, while it is still dark, grab onto my cup of coffee, curl up in my recliner and slowly awaken to 2 dogs staring me in the face, waiting for that morning migration. Oh how I miss it now... but just wait...
Sasha & Max's Mom!


Mango said...

How can you walk at all without a pup to keep you company and show you where all the interesting stuff is? Poor mommy!


dewdana said...

I know what you mean. I did not realize how much I needed the walks as much as Moose until he had surgery and is not allowed on walks. Do I go by myself? of course not, it is just not the same!I am hoping in 3-4 weeks his restrictions will be lifted and we can start back slowly. It is funny though, I did not think I enjoyed them (my old neighborhood was not good for walkies) but now look forward to getting back to normal!

Amber said...

Glad you get to go on walks with the dogs soon but I imagine it will be a hard adjustment....just make your coffee extra strong. :)


Anonymous said...

How are you healing up? It sounds like the surgery recovery and not getting to walk the dogs is God's way of stopping the blasting of 70's music! muwahahaha ;-)

How is the new J.O.B.? I hope you're enjoying it, even if it means crawling outta bed before God gets up and all that...