Maggie :)
Hi!
Oh, I apologize for being so absent the last couple of weeks. The chemo has finally caught up to me and I wish I was strong and could fight through it but the fact of the matter is that my doctors don't even want to let me go home at the end of my treatments. What they are doing is already very experimental and is a much higher dose than I probably should be receiving. When I'm not in bed with the covers up over my head, I'm in the bathroom. I am on sick leave, again, from work. It hurts so much to be away from my patients, but I do them no good barely limping in to work and not being able to get anything accomplished. So I've been at home, helping Mulder go through old files and stories and, Sunday, we had a new addition to the family.
Meet Maggie.
Maggie is a two-year-old Irish Setter who had already been trained as a seizure and service dog for a previous owner. Sadly, about a month ago, her owner passed away but we were able to adopt her. She may be the most beautiful animal I've ever seen. We have the land to let her run around and believe me, Mulder is already ten years younger. I woke up this morning and made it out onto the back porch to find the two of them running around the yard, chasing each other. She sleeps on the floor, on my side of the bed, and has already woken me up once just in time to catch a nose-bleed that could have choked me. She's very tuned in to how the body reacts to certain things and is learning me very quickly. From the moment we met her, she understood that she was there to help with my health issues. She came through the door and before she even nosed around her new home, she sat down next to me and waited for instructions.
But Maggie is playful as well. She has already learned how to tease Mulder into giving her what she wants and when she gets one of her toys in her teeth there is no stopping her. She may be the best decision we've made in a long time.
It's been a hard couple of weeks. Knowing that continuing with the treatments would end my pregnancy, my body finally dispelling any of the tissue that remained after, the chemo catching up to me, my wondering about what things Charlie has uncovered (and I know he's found something) ... having this sweet dog here has just helped so much.
Oh, I apologize for being so absent the last couple of weeks. The chemo has finally caught up to me and I wish I was strong and could fight through it but the fact of the matter is that my doctors don't even want to let me go home at the end of my treatments. What they are doing is already very experimental and is a much higher dose than I probably should be receiving. When I'm not in bed with the covers up over my head, I'm in the bathroom. I am on sick leave, again, from work. It hurts so much to be away from my patients, but I do them no good barely limping in to work and not being able to get anything accomplished. So I've been at home, helping Mulder go through old files and stories and, Sunday, we had a new addition to the family.
Meet Maggie.
Maggie is a two-year-old Irish Setter who had already been trained as a seizure and service dog for a previous owner. Sadly, about a month ago, her owner passed away but we were able to adopt her. She may be the most beautiful animal I've ever seen. We have the land to let her run around and believe me, Mulder is already ten years younger. I woke up this morning and made it out onto the back porch to find the two of them running around the yard, chasing each other. She sleeps on the floor, on my side of the bed, and has already woken me up once just in time to catch a nose-bleed that could have choked me. She's very tuned in to how the body reacts to certain things and is learning me very quickly. From the moment we met her, she understood that she was there to help with my health issues. She came through the door and before she even nosed around her new home, she sat down next to me and waited for instructions.
But Maggie is playful as well. She has already learned how to tease Mulder into giving her what she wants and when she gets one of her toys in her teeth there is no stopping her. She may be the best decision we've made in a long time.
It's been a hard couple of weeks. Knowing that continuing with the treatments would end my pregnancy, my body finally dispelling any of the tissue that remained after, the chemo catching up to me, my wondering about what things Charlie has uncovered (and I know he's found something) ... having this sweet dog here has just helped so much.