With any kind of trauma that happens to the body there is always a recovery period and so goes the healing process. With my darling husbands surgery on Tuesday, it took a good day of feeling drowsy from the anaesthetic but slowly it wore off and my husbands appetite returned. He wanted a McDonalds of all things, so I headed down the road to pick up a Big Mac, large fries, large chocolate milkshake and a hot apple pie.
He’s looking a little more chipper now as he rests in my room munching his way through his McDonalds.
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