Still being starved until 2pm
(3 hours away), she looks at me as if I'm the
'Suprema' of The Spanish inquisition presently! Her Mom's at work today, so yet again I'm getting all the fall-out! She's not repeated the
Diarrhea and if she is
'sly-peeing' I can't see it anywhere. She's in good form, eyes bright as buttons. Amazingly she's only lost 6ozs since the op through all this trauma
(was 7lbs). This is only the sixth day since the spey, so perhaps as a
man, I was being typically guache in expecting an uneventful recovery.
I won't expect too much, even with this apparent improvement? However we are only going to feed her chicken and rice,maybe a
little sweet potato and then only by one tablespoon, every two hours. Last time she ate more fully of this vegetable
(post diarrhea), her motion was overcorrected and she only seemed to deposit half size offerings
(like 45 calibre shells), the little meanie.
I think she's forgiven me though? When I apologised
(for the umpteenth time, yet again this morning for her indisposition) at least I got a long sideways head stare and then a big slurpy kiss!
(or was she really thinking of breakfast)
Any views out there about a little walk - if it ever stops raining on our East coast?