My Best Friend

It is a well known fact that animals can provide comfort and love to human beings of every age.
My Max is the sweetest, lovable, dog you could ever want.
He has recently acquired an ulcer on his eye.
I really do not know who is hurting more, me or Max.
After 1 week of treatment at home, he was sent to a specialist, who treated him for a week at home. Upon his check up it was shown he had a melting ulcer. So my dear Max had to spend time in the hospital.
Needless to say, Jerry and I had a very uneasy night.
After calling twice, I felt reassured enough to fall asleep.
The next day they said they felt he should spend one more day of treatment around the clock.
We went and visited him and it was so sad. Next day they sad he could come home, but that we would have to do 24 hour eye drops (4 different ) kinds every 3-4 hours Jerry and I worked very well together. But we were very nervous.
I was supposed to go to Chicago with my sister, by it goes without saying that was not going to happen.
We had a difficult morning this morning, but made it through. All the medicine is making him anxious and his stomach upset.
People may think cancelling a trip is silly, but not me. When you love a person, animal, whatever, you do what you must do. And that is what I did. Hopefully, when we take our little guy next week, we will hear better news. Until then, all you animal lovers out there please say a little prayer for my Max.

things may come, things may go

There was a link recently on facebook about things missing from Wyandotte. Went through the years in my mind and thought of so many different things, places, people. Made me think how strange life is. You know that friends come and go, places come and go, you just do not realize at the time.
Memories of Wyandotte will always hold dear to me.
I cherish them. Memories are what holds us together.
Beginnings are scary, endings are always sad, it is what is in between that really matters.
I went to a street fair with a dear friend from E.W. this weekend. We talked about this. Decided we were for sure going to make dates to meet for dinners every few months.
I read an article in a magazine that said to survive you have to not care so much about people. I have always had a hard time with this. But maybe this article was right, sometimes you do have to tell yourself I don't care in order to survive yourself. I have been hurt so much and is it really worth it? But we have to realize that in order to be happy, you have to say, I have done enough. If the friendship is over or relationship is over, there is nothing more I can do and let it go. I am going to try. This has been a very difficult year. I need to have some peace, and in getting peace I have to let go.