Nothing like a flash going off in your face after a rough night, right? Our love Nugget spent her first full night "out" since her surgery. She's whooped today and is being a regular napping love muffin with the V-12 purring under her hood.
We've been a bit stressed as her incision puffed up into a lump. After doing some research, it sounded normal enough but we think now it filled up with fluid. It burst on it's own leaving a small gaping wound that pulled apart a bit.
It didn't bleed or ooze and with her inside, infection wasn't a major concern. The main concern was it healing quickly as we are set to fly outta here tomorrow night. Thankfully, prayers to St. Francis were answered and her wound seems to have heeled well. A bit of scarring and the sutures came up to the surface which she then wanted to bite off. Other than that, it's been fine.
Well, that and her being bored inside. I have my own wounds on my arms and ankles from McNugget using me to spar on. After a night on the town though, she's back to her napping, mclovin' self. We have several neighbors lined up to feed her while we're gone and we're also counting on Big Boi to keep an eye on her. Should the nature of their relationship change, it's okay because she's "permanently" protected.
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