Oh the dangers of having a terminally ill dog when you are a hypochondriac! I'm really having a hard time with it because I'm so neurotic and have been really anxious about Willie and here are some of the reasons why:
- This whole mild headache thing really troubles me, for starters. For those of you who know me well, how many times have I said "I've had a headache for days, maybe I have a brain tumor?" Brandon usually laughs me off, but the thing is that idea has now been reinforced for me because that is what Willie is experiencing and yes, he does in fact have a brain tumor.
- Every time I hear the slightest noise I think Willie is having a seizure...I'm petrified of his first seizure and don't know how I'll cope!
- Anytime Willie makes a move I have to keep an eye on him. I've been late for work a few times because when I'm getting dressed, I keep checking on him. I think he thinks I've flipped my lid because I just look at him and smile.
- I learned yesterday that another side effect of the steroids is panting...Willie does not pant! After all, he has never spent a day without a/c...once when our a/c was out, I brought him to work with me!!! He is such the pampered pooch!
- Oh and the most lovely is the puking...he puked in the bed yesterday. Isn't that gross! We were in bed and I'm snoozing (another reason I'm late for work) and he just pukes right there in the bed so the snoozing was over. I had to get up and change the sheets.
The good news is that I'm enjoying spending the time I have with Willie much more than before. We take for granted our loved ones on a daily basis and I'm now learning the valuable lesson that each day is a gift. I love coming home to him and seeing him so happy to see us. It is kind of funny that Willie hasn't got the memo that he is sick...it is kind of nice and I'm enjoying it while I can!
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You are such a good mom, Carol. Willie is so lucky to have you.
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