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9 years ago

ncj

2006 was not a good year for me.  All kinds of bad things happened.  In the first week of January my husband left me for another woman.  Then Natalie was hospitalized in chronic rejection and infection of her new lungs.  She died on Feb 1.  It was a rough time at work, but to top it off on Labor day I broke up a scuffle with puppy Daisy, she was a bout a year old, and Sprocket. I was bit by Sprocket, accident.  The bone was nicked, and I ended up with a bone infection, in the hospital for 10 days then 3 months of intravenous antibiotics.  Needless to say I was glad when that year was over.

Fast forward to today.  Its Super Bowl Sunday,  I never watch. I had coffee with Dianne and then ran a few errands and paid bills.  I thought I needed to write, to just remember to be grateful today for what I think will be a good year. I have a retreat planned in July, and hope to do the leaf peeping tour of Vermont in October.  I have learned to let go of things I can’t control, sort of.

And last year which was a good year.  Work was ok, we took a nice trip to the San Juan Islands in Washington, I traveled to the foothills of the Sierra Nevada Mountains several times to visit an old friend.  I taught chair yoga to cancer patients, and continued my yoga and ayurveda studies.

But time goes by so fast. Daisy is getting older, she is 10 now, Roscoe is also showing his age at 13, and I too am getting older even though I really don’t feel older.

So I look forward to this year, I have learned that it can always be worse.

 

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Sprocket

Sprocket is my old guy.  He has had fairly severe arthritis for a while now.  I have tried many different drugs and all but one, tramadol, seems to cause severe gastrointestinal side effects.  He is pretty deaf, and partially blind.  I didnt realize how bad he was until I took him out of his home. When we evacuated from the fire.

The first night I stayed with a friend. Had my own room and brought all the dogs beds, so Sprock had a familiar smell, a familiar place to lay down.  It was when he walked around, especially steps, he would just fall off them. Right onto his face.  Then the next day I took him to board at my old vets office.  When I picked him up the next day he had pooped in his kennel and rolled in it.  He is ok at home, makes mistakes in the house, but knows where the door is and if its open goes out.  He wanders around, pretty much follows me when I am home. I don’t leave him outside when I am gone. He is aging quickly, and it saddens me.

Anyhow, I started to wonder what to do for him. To help him feel better.  I decided to call a homeopathic vet that I had used years ago when my lab had cancer, her mother does acupuncture and chiropratic work. Her message said she was not taking any new patients, but I persisted, calling daily and sent and e-mail saying I wasn’t really a “new” patient, I had been ther before with a different dog.  Thanks God, they finally called back. We go next week fo the consultation and hopefully the start of some scupuncture therapy for Sprock! 

I can’t tell you how relieved I am that maybe this will help my little old man. I love him so.

Note on the photo. This picture was taken a few months ago after one of his severe boughts with gastrointestinal problems related to the drug Metacam. He was only on it 4 days. Anyhow his front legs are shved for blood tests and fluids.

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