…and we are waiting for the winds and rain that are due to hit down here. It has been more like London than “Amity’ here.
One hard part is that Zush is feeling the aches and it is so hard for me to try to get her comfortable, although after a little while she does quiet down and go to sleep. I didn’t take it personally after I got my body down to the floor next to her bed to massage some oil onto her and as soon as I was done, she gets up like nothing hurts her, and then moves to her next sleeping spot.
So, gentle readers, keep my girl Zush, along with me in your thoughts. Care giving, be it canine or human, is rough, especially since they eventually can’t take me with them.
It’s going to be a long month.
We both are suffering body aches and poor Zush is hanging in as best as she can. I talked to a neighbor when I was out today, whose wife has been fighting cancer for FOUR years, and it seems that she is about to lose her struggle, which is so very sad, because he is a good guy and his wife is a sweetheart.When people remark when I tell them my cancer history, I am always blessed, but know how hard it is to keep going.
I watched the lighting of the tree in Rockefeller Center tonight, and remembered when I saw it with my nephew many years ago. I always give thanks for the meaning of the season, but it’s hard to stay in a Christmas spirit alone. It’s the way it goes though. We muddle through one day at a time, and as for me, I guess my Christmas gift is every time I get up at night, hear my Zush snoring gently, and am able to swing two legs out of bed and stand up. My birthday gift, yes: it is my birthday month, is the ability to spend every precious day with my girls.
They are the best pharmaceutical for me.I thank God for them!
Degenerative disc disease, which I am sure was a shocker to my physician who was trying to hang it on loose junk in my knee.
I KNOW the pain my back gets in. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone.But to have a physician be so blasé’ about it, well, all I can do is shake my head. I am going to hook up with my old orthopedic team, and that was not necessarily by choice.The local orthopedic didn’t want anything to do with me initially because I had two knee replacements done BY ANOTHER PHYSICIAN.
So color me in for tests and schedules and say a little prayer that things come out ok.