So, because Coco just had back surgery…I’m not going to make it to the writers’ conference that’s about to kick off. I’m really bummed. And really mortified with how much responsibility I’m suddenly shifting onto other people’s shoulders, since I was leading one of the big volunteer teams. They’re going to do great, I know this, but damn. I’m really sorry guys.
Coco is doing well, according to the hospital. She’s eating. She has control of her bladder and her bowels. And she doesn’t appear to be in any sort of extreme pain. That is a MARKED improvement from two days ago, thank god. Hopefully, that means the healing has begun already. The surgery worked. Our doctor was very happy with the way her spinal cord responded to the removal of the offending disc and other material during surgery. He said it popped right back into place, which means the injury is likely a new, rapid-onset type of deal rather than something chronic that’s built up over time. I sincerely hope this is the last time something like that ever happens to her. Please please PLEASE let that be true.
Just really exhausted you guys. Drained. Need to work through the weekend and see if I can make up some ground at work. I’m woefully, woefully behind. That’s never happened to me before. So…I really need to make up the work. Get back on track.
Wish me luck. Night night.