So I have an awesome friend named Kate. Kate and I have been friends through one shitty nursing job after another. Now anyone in the health care field knows how hard it is to have lasting friendships amongst nurses. Nurses tend to eat their own but Kate and I have forged an alliance that have left many slack jawed home care managers in its wake.
Now part of Kate's appeal as a friend is the steady stream of crazy relatives and friends that rival my own. Such as her Aunt. We will call her Aunt Scary for the purpose of this post. Now Aunt Scary is the typical never left the 1970's pot head hippie. Not that there is anything wrong with that but she takes it to a whole 'nother level. To put this in perspective, Aunt Scary worked at a factory and happily drank margaritas and smoked dope for many years until 2 months ago when she got laid off. She did all of this with the companionship of her geriatric dog Brutus, who is some type of small yippy puff dog.
So what follows is a conversation between Kate and I about her Aunt:
Kate: My Aunt Scary called me today.....
Me: OMG What now?
Kate: She had to get off work early today to prepay Brutus's funeral
Me: She is prepaying.....a dog's funeral?
Kate: Yeah dude I swear
Me: She just got laid off and she is paying for this how?
Kate: Well, she did get a job at Arby's
Me: So let me get this straight, she *is* prepaying the dog's funeral but when she dies it will just fall on you all to pay for her funeral?
Kate: Why should anything change after she is dead?

So Riss is 1 thyroid short of a full deck but is home and recovering beautifully. The surgeon called me on Thursday with the final path report, everything was confined to the thyroid, which is laymans terms means that Riss should lead a long happy life with the aid of some Synthroid. I am quitew pleased with how her recovery has gone. She slept the past 3 days but now is up and about finishing up school work she has missed. The incision line looks to be very small although I cannot see it because of the dressing which will not be removed until Monday. She had a drain that was removed the day after surgery and that area has healed remarkably well. There is something to be said for your head and neck surgeon also being a board certified plastic surgeon.
I want to take this opportunity to thank all those who had kind words, prayed for Riss and our family, and those who sent flowers. You made a very difficult time a very tolerable one for a scared 15 year old and her family. Special thanks also to the girls on my MILF board. Although I have had to fight with Riss that she is not well enough to go to the mall yet, the 200.00 gift card definitely made her day. I am amazed every day by the generosity and caring of you ladies. Also thank you to Aunt Lori and Grandma Carole who kept me company during Riss's 5 hour surgery and Kate for helping to keep Riss laughing. My world is definitely a better place with all these people in it.