As you may know, I have been traveling with Mom and Dad for a few years now. I have been to Las Vegas, Missouri, Kentucky, North Carolina and other states in-between. I love to travel, but it started taking it's toll on me. As you can see in the photo, I've had some issues with my right ear causing hearing loss.
I also sustained an injury while swinging from the ceiling fan to the back of a chair. I misjudged the distance and landed on the corner of the turtle tank. I scared my poor turtle, Scully when I landed, poor little thing pulled her head into her shell and wouldn't come out for hours.
Mom and Dad sat down with me and explained that I needed reconstructive surgery. Dad said that this type of surgery is a serious matter, but I would be in good hands. I was very sad, I didn't want to have surgery, but I also knew that I couldn't travel anymore with my broken leg.
Here is a photo of me in Pre-op, Mom and Dad tried to comfort me, but I was very nervous about how I would look after the surgery.
After contemplating my new looks, I started to get really scared, I wondered if my friends and family would recognize me after the reconstructive surgery. Mom and Dad assured me they would still know me, but I just wasn't sure.
I felt so much better when Mahala came and sat with me. I asked her if I was going to die, and she said she didn't think so, but, if I did leave this world, there is a beautiful place in the next life where we get to live with Jesus. She said it is called Heaven and everyone is nice and I will be able to play in the jungle and eat as many bananas as my tummy could handle. It sounds like a wonderful place, but I didn't want to leave my family and friends here. Mahala said she had faith in my crafty doctor and she knew in her heart I would be fine.
It was a long, difficult surgery. I could tell too, it felt like someone knocked the stuffings out of me.
Here comes the life changing event......Mom said there were some complications during surgery and I had to have CPR. I'm guessing this was when I saw Heaven..... Mahala was right, it was so lovely, the jungle was green and lush and there were many other sock monkeys there. They kept motioning for me to go join them and as tempting as it was, I wasn't ready. The next thing I remember was waking up in recovery.
Mom said between the surgery and recovery I was out of commission for a couple of days. Looking at this photo, I would say she wasn't kidding. Boy I almost look like a sock mummy.
When I did wake up, I couldn't see anything, but I could hear again. Mahala was with me, she was sweet and sang songs to me. I asked her how I looked, but she told me I had too many bandages and she couldn't see my face.
Well, I'm almost healed now and I feel pretty good. I want to wait a little longer before I post a picture of me. But I will post one soon.