Makes My Monday: My Man, Making Music

Prior to Scott's surgery, our much-loved surgical oncologist regaled us (responsibly) with the likely (as in you can pretty much count on it) aftermath of Scott's then-pending radical neck dissection. In addition to a "droopy lower lip" (a reverse Elvis sneer is how I envisioned it) and "quite a significant concave scar" on his neck, Double Daddy's ability to lift/shrug his right shoulder was most assuredly to become a thing of the past. Following the operation, while Scott was still "under," Dr. Brown confirmed that yes, the tumor and surrounding matter removed indeed encompassed nerve endings and connective tissues galore. All the predicted physical ramifications were probable, and maybe a few more would be thrown in for good measure. The doctor got good margins, there was no "residual evidence of disease." Music to my ears.

Not quite two weeks post-operation, as I went upstairs to do bedtime stories for the kids, this is what I saw when looking through my bedroom door.
Behold the power of tenacity, of habitual practice, of music's magical pull...with a healthy portion of drive, love and prayer. My man, moving forward with motivation to spare, Makes My Monday.

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