This is the last morning routine with the birdies for a bit, too. I can't believe how unsettled I am at the thought of them boarding. Maybe because I don't know how long they will be gone. I hear Hapi say "Hi!" in a soft voice from the dark bird room and it starts my day. Every day. It is good for them to learn how to live in other situations, but it is stressful, too. Hoping that it is for just a few days.
Trying to not think about tomorrow as the thought of being rendered unconscious and my body manipulated like a random corpse is not a happy one. Could be ugly for them! I guess I am glad to be unconscious and not have to see their faces when they do their work. Sigh. Sweet anesthesia. Bizarre thought. But the incision site is on my lower back, very low, so all I can imagine is mooning the nice people in the surgical suite. God help them.
Lots to do today, including baking special treats for the feathered babies and packing up their food, toys, and treats for an unknown number of days. I also need to cook more dog and birdie food, and organize things so that when I come home I can move about easily and not have to do too much. I've noticed that most of my stuff is arranged to be waist high or above anyway as my legs have been so bad for so long, everything shifted upwards. Bending is hard. Toby, PLEASE be good.
So, not sure what kind of movement, sitting, or laying down I can expect to do, so not sure what I can do for art projects, either. Am hoping that something is possible. My mind gets agitated if it isn't at least thinking about what I want to work on! Hapi just sang "If you're Hapi and you know it..." and then "I love you, special parrot." Then, "Hapi want out?" so I guess I better get going. Cheerio!
What will you make today?