When we moved to Madisonville from Ohio, we brought our fur daughter with us thinking that we just needed to get her settled in and she would be OK. She had been travelling back and forth with me and had been doing fine. The vet we were seeing in Ohio had been stringing us along (come to find out) with meds to keep her mostly sedated and "pain reduced". Well, long story short, we officially moved into our new home on 10/6 and had to put her down on 10/10. Was the hardest thing that we have done in our lives. Worse than losing a parent for each of us. Belle was 15 1/2 and was our 3rd child.Well,after thinking that I'd overcome my depression symptoms for the day at least,life threw me and my family a curveball at about 10:30 tonight. My families sweet little pomeranian Willow had a bit of a upset stomach the last few days, and had been eating grass a lot. Well,she continued to do it so they gave her some Pepto Bismol and she had thrown it up like she did the grass. We considered taking her to the vet Tommorow. Well,after hours of heavy panting,she crossed the rainbow Bridge laying in my step-dads lap tonight. We're all torn to pieces of course because we thought she was following us to NC because she was full of energy a couple of weeks ago.
She was 12 years old. I can take solace in knowing that she was loved and absolutely spoiled rotten. I also know that she isn't suffering any longer. Just keep my family in your prayers because they've been through a lot,and having a hard time selling their home now this. It's heartbreaking
I'll probably binge watch some TV most of the night and early morning until I fall asleep.
My problems are now public so my struggle and prayers will be too. I hope this helps someone.
It’s all me. Nobody is coming to save me. I go forward to please G-d in my search for peace.
“But someone will say, “You have faith and I have works.” Show me your faith apart from your works, and I will show you my faith by my works.”
“Hide not your face from me. Turn not your servant away in anger, O you who have been my help. Cast me not off; forsake me not, O G-d of my salvation!”
I’ve waited 34 years to climb out of my trenches. What I believe needs to be defined in me and can’t be stolen from me. I won’t take it. I’m ready to fight for that belief. I’m going to fill those trenches and stand up. Wake up and move forward. Yesterday is the past. Don’t look back. Backwards is salt.
-I have to live by the belief that I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in me will bring it to completion at the timing of the will of Yeshua the Messiah in perfect unity with the G-d of my fathers. YHVH.
May peace be with you all.
When we moved to Madisonville from Ohio, we brought our fur daughter with us thinking that we just needed to get her settled in and she would be OK. She had been travelling back and forth with me and had been doing fine. The vet we were seeing in Ohio had been stringing us along (come to find out) with meds to keep her mostly sedated and "pain reduced". Well, long story short, we officially moved into our new home on 10/6 and had to put her down on 10/10. Was the hardest thing that we have done in our lives. Worse than losing a parent for each of us. Belle was 15 1/2 and was our 3rd child.
I’m glad you hung in there! Prayers for a quick and complete recovery!I had my MOHR’s surgery Thursday. It took over 9 hours with mostly waiting in between surgeries. After about 7 hours, they took me back again for another surgery, because they didn’t get it all. My son and I were tired. I told the surgeon to do whatever she needed to do to get it all, because i was done with it all. I might have lied and didn’t tell her when I could feel pain, thankfully not as bad as the actual…….
Second time was worse, but I didn’t care. If you’re squeamish., look away. She had to dig underneath the roots and do whatever. I don’t look like a beauty queen on my left side of my face now, but I’ll take it. My son told me I’m stubborn and the strongest person he knows. I’ll take it. Anytime, your children look up to you, you take it. If my typing is off, I can’t blame it on alcohol this time. My left eye is swollen shut. Thank you all for the prayers. They make the difference as evident in SaS situation.
Glad it is over and hope you don’t have to deal with it again.I had my MOHR’s surgery Thursday. It took over 9 hours with mostly waiting in between surgeries. After about 7 hours, they took me back again for another surgery, because they didn’t get it all. My son and I were tired. I told the surgeon to do whatever she needed to do to get it all, because i was done with it all. I might have lied and didn’t tell her when I could feel pain, thankfully not as bad as the actual…….
Second time was worse, but I didn’t care. If you’re squeamish., look away. She had to dig underneath the roots and do whatever. I don’t look like a beauty queen on my left side of my face now, but I’ll take it. My son told me I’m stubborn and the strongest person he knows. I’ll take it. Anytime, your children look up to you, you take it. If my typing is off, I can’t blame it on alcohol this time. My left eye is swollen shut. Thank you all for the prayers. They make the difference as evident in SaS situation.
I look forward to just a scar. You know how it is, they left a minuscule part open and not to be be scared at seeing it for the first timeI’m glad you hung in there! Prayers for a quick and complete recovery!
My mom had a gaping hole on her temple and cheek after her Mohs surgery, and now I can’t even find the scar.
Oh, now I see you (you shouldn’t have liked my postI look forward to just a scar. You know how it is, they left a minuscule part open and not to be be scared at seeing it for the first time. Yea, it sucked and glad it’s over with. I just wished I could go back and kick that 20 something year old a$$, but I’m afraid she would beat my old a$$. How is your mom?
I’m sorry I’ve not been in here much in a, I think a year? Or something. There were somethings that bothered me about some posting (I guess change happens). I just I was just being me and won’t go into it. It’s great to see you Donna.
My mom is starting to slide on down. We’re having a hard time getting her to get up and leave her room. At least half of her nourishment comes from Ensure (when she drinks it.) I’ve asked them to reduce some of her meds and add an antidepressant (also stimulates appetite), but it will be a few more weeks before any expected changes happen.I look forward to just a scar. You know how it is, they left a minuscule part open and not to be be scared at seeing it for the first time. Yea, it sucked and glad it’s over with. I just wished I could go back and kick that 20 something year old a$$, but I’m afraid she would beat my old a$$. How is your mom?
I’m sorry I’ve not been in here much in a, I think a year? Or something. There were somethings that bothered me about some posting (I guess change happens). I just I was just being me and won’t go into it. It’s great to see you Donna.
The red woman, my sweet angel and gift from G-d , is doing well. We’re in a good place now with her health so I thought now would be a good time to lose my mind.Oh, now I see you (you shouldn’t have liked my post). @Orangeslice13, how is Red?, and you and the boys also?, I haven't kept up in the Zone in awhile for reasons I won’t go into, but it doesn’t mean I don’t want to hear how anyone of you are doing (excuse me for my posting skills, they’re worse than normal).
Again, how is Red? You both are special to me, you both understand why and I’d like to know.
How is she doing with the Ensure?My mom is starting to slide on down. We’re having a hard time getting her to get up and leave her room. At least half of her nourishment comes from Ensure (when she drinks it.) I’ve asked them to reduce some of her meds and add an antidepressant (also stimulates appetite), but it will be a few more weeks before any expected changes happen.
She’s 96, will be 97 in September. They’re considering putting her back on hospice.
Hence the ensure. I make their favorite flavors of milkshake from their childhood and sneak an ensure into it.Well, it’s something (calories, protein, etc.) But I doubt that she’s ever finished a can.
I bring her food I’ve cooked for her, and she exclaims and all, but picks at it and doesn’t finish. Thus the antidepressant/ appetite stimulant.
Eff skin cancers. Glad your surgery is done. Heal thyself and continue posting. The ‘Zone is less in your absence.I had my MOHR’s surgery Thursday. It took over 9 hours with mostly waiting in between surgeries. After about 7 hours, they took me back again for another surgery, because they didn’t get it all. My son and I were tired. I told the surgeon to do whatever she needed to do to get it all, because i was done with it all. I might have lied and didn’t tell her when I could feel pain, thankfully not as bad as the actual…….
Second time was worse, but I didn’t care. If you’re squeamish., look away. She had to dig underneath the roots and do whatever. I don’t look like a beauty queen on my left side of my face now, but I’ll take it. My son told me I’m stubborn and the strongest person he knows. I’ll take it. Anytime, your children look up to you, you take it. If my typing is off, I can’t blame it on alcohol this time. My left eye is swollen shut. Thank you all for the prayers. They make the difference as evident in SaS situation.
Hence the ensure. I make their favorite flavors of milkshake from their childhood and sneak an ensure into it.