My sweet little guy is wearing the Cone of Shame - poor dude went in to get one of his little old guy bumps removed from his front leg (that he was all OCD licky about, that's the grossest slurp slurp slurp sound) - and the vet...GET THIS...messed up and did surgery on the wrong leg! They ended up removing bumps that didn't need to go on another leg, and when Rob went to pick him up, needless to say he went ballistic and they had to take him back and remove the one that was infected. Poor dude has to wear the cone because he's a little Houdini and can get at his stitches within micro-seconds...he's too sneaky.
On to the happy. First things first, I was watching this sweet lady on TV this week - she's 31 and she's dying from cervical cancer. She's already gone through all the chemo and radiation treatments and there is nothing else left to do. She has the most amazing attitude and is living every day to it's fullest knowing she will never be an old lady. She is traveling, loving her life, telling everyone how important they are to her, etc. I was totally blown away by her and so inspired. I know what I have is so different and obviously not life threatening but it's robbed me of 5 months of my life and yet I feel so similarly to that gal - I keep trying to get joy out of every day of life and I try really hard not to just feel like I'm just waiting until this is all gone (that line of thinking makes me feel like I'm just sitting in the Beetlejuice waiting room and THAT certainly isn't good, ha!).
Life is still happening all around me as I'm experiencing this and I can't fight that it's happening - it simply IS. Of course I wish it weren't, I miss the old me terribly and my health and not being dizzy will be so sweet but I refuse to think of my life as horrible until it happens.
And now for a funny. My friend Mo turned me on to these videos of this french cat with tons of frenchy angst, they SLAY me!
hahahahahahahaha!!!
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