The worst

The worst part of having to get up at 3:30 am to check Denise into the Surgery wing at 5, is that the cats, per doctor's orders, weren't allowed to sleep with her on the bed.

So Flynn complained, loudly, outside the bedroom door all night.

So far so good

Denise's knee surgery went smoothly. She's up walking with the assistance of a walker and the supervision of her physical therapist. She'll overnight in the hospital, be home sometime tomorrow morning. The cats have yet to murder me in my sleep.