On Still Living The Dream I like to write posts about ways that you can live your dream. Good books you can read, fun crafts to make, fabulous outings with your family…in general – things that make your life better. I like to take a humorous look at life’s little mishaps because I believe laughter is healing.
But sometimes life isn’t very funny. No matter how you look at it.
The last couple of weeks have been that way for me. Perhaps one or two events would have been ok but when it rains it pours and life’s been pretty wet over here lately. My mother had a heart attack and my mother-in-law had major back problems requiring major surgery and hospitalization. My father-in-law was in a car accident and my son is dealing with some medical issues that have been very challenging.
Needless to say my depression has reared its ugly head as my husband and I have been trying to juggle taking care of the people we love with frequent ER, hospital and doctor visits.
Fortunately we see the light at the end of the tunnel (there’s no mass transit in Houston – so don’t worry…it’s not a train!) and we know how lucky we are that everyone will be ok eventually. But healing takes time, no matter what kind of ailment you are dealing with (physical or mental) and we are learning to give ourselves permission to let some things slide.
In the midst of the chaos, we got our little Buddy “fixed”. He can’t be a papa now but God love him, he’s none the wiser that anything even happened.
Except he has to wear this cone. Can I just ask you to be honest? Have you ever seen anything so cute in your life? The kids and I picked up him from the vet and we giggled as he wiggled around, negotiating turns with his new tunnel vision….no worse for wear.
And right there in the vet I thanked God for pets.
This morning when I attempted to squirt his pain medication in his mouth he shut his teeth together forming a shield. The medicine squirted off his teeth and onto my face (and into my eyes and mouth). I have no idea what it is and since Buddy is only 6 pounds, it can’t be much. But I haven’t cried yet this morning….so I’m not complaining.
Although I am starting to crave kibble.
So more about parents and kids and health and things going on… later. When I can.
But I just wanted you to know where I’ve been.