Lynsey had brain surgery number 7 this past week. Her tumor came back and needed to be removed once again. She came through like a champ. I desperately want this thing to go away and never return. I pray and pray for God to give her a miracle, but sometimes it just feels like I am beating my head against a brick wall. I am hopeful though and know that God has a perfect plan in all of this. Lyns was released on Wednesday(she was in and out in two days)which is amazingly speedy. She had to go back for testing and re-hydration today as she has been throwing up non-stop. She just keeps her chin up and pushes through it. Tomorrow, I will be taking her a Frappuccino! She is my hero!
Our dog, Allie, is very old and frail. She is not doing too well these days. She has a very large tumor that is getting worse every day. She is also blind and deaf. Today she fell and couldn't get up. She just looked up at me with her legs all sprawled out with this look that said "please help, I just can't". I just lost it. I cried and helped her find a spot on her blanket to lay down. I have a giant rug spread out on the tile so she doesn't fall anymore. I really thought I was tougher than this, but I guess not. She has always been so sweet, but very detached(and a pain in the butt sometimes). I am finding that it is taking more of a toll than I thought. James and I adopted her 10 years ago. She was our first major decision together.She has been with us through the birth of 3 kids. She has tolerated being climbed on and more. Poor old girl. I wish she would just pass in her sleep so that we don't have to make this decision.
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