Food photography is easy. |
Jess mugging for the camera, just seconds before consuming 5 oz. of purple plastic, resulting in two cycles of pump-n-dump. |
We came home with Moxie yesterday (dressed in the same outfit my mother sewed and dressed me in when I came home back in 1980) overwhelmed and exhausted. We were considering driving back to the hospital to demand they readmit us until we walked in the door and found our dogs happy and healthy (thanks Karen and Ruby) and our fridge, freezer, and counter full of delicious ready to eat meals (thanks Josh, Tracy, Jacque and Karen). We have been eating like royalty even though our days and nights are completely consumed with figuring out and caring for Moxie. We have also had lots of calls, emails, letters and texts from people wishing us well and checking in.
We are surrounded by the love, support and humor of our friends. Thanks to Moxie’s caffeine laced 2 am feeding we are finally able to say a small, insufficient thanks to the bad asses who take the time to show us love.
“Hospital, I do not regret out parting, but I will not soon forget nor regret our brief liaison.” |