Day 3,387: Unprepared

Day 3,387: Unprepared

I said goodbye to Coco today. I wasn’t ready. I’ve spent quite a bit of time recently thinking about how she’s getting older, and how I really needed to pay attention to these days, these good times, and cherish them. And I did. I truly did soak it all up and enjoy...
Day 3,386: Pancreatitis?

Day 3,386: Pancreatitis?

So…no surgery for Coco today. Neurologist saw her, they put her under for an MRI, and that imaging didn’t show a ruptured disc anywhere. Maybe a sliiiiight one, but nothing that would require surgery. It didn’t explain the pain and the loss of mobility we’ve...
Day 3,385: Another Surgery?

Day 3,385: Another Surgery?

Coco had to go back into the hospital today. She was worse last night—restless and couldn’t fall asleep until we drugged her—and this morning. She couldn’t hardly use her back legs at all. So, Liz took her to the ER. The ER vet thinks it’s likely she’s ruptured...
Day 3,384: Busy Sunday

Day 3,384: Busy Sunday

I had a very busy day today. But, somehow…not in a stressful, overwhelmed kind of way. I think part of it, honestly, was that it was beautiful today. Just gorgeous. Clear blue skies, cool temps, warm (but not hot) sun… It would have been a perfect day to play golf. I...
Day 3,383: Droogz

Day 3,383: Droogz

Coco already passed out. High on droogz. Or, well…not high. Not those kinds of droogz. But…sleepy. We’re taking her to the neurologist on Wednesday. Really hoping they tell us that everything is fine. That she’s just going to have issues now with slippery surfaces,...