First off- THANK YOU SO MUCH for your love and support. Really. I know I didn’t reply to comments, but they are so uplifting and appreciated. Thank you.
Well things are a lot less bleak than they were on Tuesday. That is good news- or potentially good news I should say. Jake’s pneumonia (caused by his disease) is what’s keeping him in the hospital- and unstable- at this point. He has to be fed and watered exclusively through IV because they can’t let him have anything orally until pneumonia improves. BUT- unless he turns back around for the worse… he’s now a teeny bit better than when I brought him in Sunday. Which means they’re getting closer to finding his proper dosage, AND that he’s fighting back against the pneumonia.
It’s all very S-L-O-W and drives me nuts. 3 more days is the expected time frame for him to be in- assuming everything goes smoothly and he recovers. The bottom line right now is either his 7 year old butt is going to kick into gear and win this battle, or he’s going to loose it. Knowing that it’s really clear cut (and probably not a decision I have to choose the outcome of) is helpful. Also last night we chatted a bit about feeding bowls and his maintenance when he comes home… a topic that had not been previously discussed. Again, it’s still not definite that he will recover, but there is hope.
As for me I’m doing better. I finally talked my brain into waking up and being active. Tuesday night was a real ‘do or die’ night for our Jake, and I convinced myself that maybe if I got off the couch and did some fun stuff (and talked to jake trying to send him telepathic messages) that maybe I could help him somehow. Now normally I’m not a big believer all the telepathic/psychic/talking to the other side type stuff. But then I thought “but what if it’s real, and I’m wrong?”… and that thought alone had me conversing to the east (Jake is east of us right now).
Yesterday I had a nice yelling match with our garbage company (you have to yell- they’re amazingly RUDE) and that put a smile on my face. Why? I should have called them and yelled tuesday but didn’t bother. The fact that I woke up Wednesday itching to call them… a good sign of spunk returning! So I am going to resume regular blogging now… assuming we continue on this good path.
Keeping good thoughts (and conversations) going…