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A Year of Healing

 
 
Since I am a firm believe that your body is constantly looking for ways to heal itself, my goal is to add pictures of Stella and see just how different, if anything, her eyes look in the months following surgery leading up to one year post operation. At a few different times we have needed to compress her eyes but otherwise find our eye surgery a distant nightma...memory.
 
We are now onto bigger and better things- DOG TRAINING, but that is a different blog, for a different day.
 
 
Of course, like any girl, Stella is generally only photographed on her good side.
 
 




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