Hearts

-breathe-

I see many Winnie the Poohs at the hospital (aka Winnie aka Pooh aka Pooh Bear), as you may guess.  Many look like this, a bit flat and with small wounds, designed to have a removable shirt:

They come for spas:

New hearts and stuffing:

And plumping up so they have a proper belly again:

Sometimes they look like this:

A bit more loved… or as his person said, in more “desperate condition”.

He also had a spa (not everyone does):

As you may’ve noticed, he needed a new nose and there were several options:

His heart had a pooh on it as well as some magic from a heffalump:

And after a bit of arm and smile surgery, soon he was healthy and ready to fly home:

His person wrote “He looks wonderful!”

The final Pooh I’m going to show you today just flew home yesterday.  He is always called Pooh Bear.  He is 14 years old and showed every year of hugs.  

Here are the photos his person’s mom sent for diagnosis:

As you can see, Pooh Bear was a bit flat and a bit gray.  He came in for a spa:

Got new stuffing and a magical Heffalump heart to preserve a bit of his original stuffing:

And finally was clean and plump and fluffy and ready to fly home:

I hold Winnie The Pooh close to my heart. My godmother first introduced me to Winnie The Pooh when I was a child, I became obsessed. Anything Winnie the Pooh I could get I would get and I would buy for her as well. She is the only adult that I know that has stood in line at Disneyland with no child and waited just to get a photo with Winnie The Pooh.

Her part of her Christmas present from me was a Winnie the Pooh diary for 2020 that I wrote little notes on the dates of special events like Mother’s Day, my mums birthday, my godmothers birthday, my birthday.

At the start of the year my Godmother got diagnosed with non-curalable cancer.

It was one day short of a month from diagnosis that she passed away. She passed away on Valentine’s Day this year I went into denial for a good week or so.

The day before her funeral I sat down while my parents where both out of the house and I watched Winnie the Pooh on Disney+, it was in that moment that everything hit me and Winnie the Pooh helped me come to terms with the fact that she had gone.

I purchased a limited edition Winnie the Pooh Funko POP Vinyl keyring just for her and before he funeral started I placed it on her coffin as that was one of our things.

Her mum told us a few weeks ago that the Winnie the Pooh went with her when she was cremated and that gave me a sense of relief because I know that she has some company with her and something from me.

I’m still coming to terms with is and it’s been a hard couple of months. I had four very important women in my life, my Nanna, My Grandma, my godmother and My Mum.