Wednesday, September 12, 2012


AP here:
Whatever this is that has Tonka in its grip makes our days less happy go lucky.
It is not the things that go into keeping a partially disabled dog comfortable, clean and healthy that make it so hard.
It is not the logistics of moving a 138lbs of boy on days when he can't walk. Nor is it the keeping of spreadsheets to track medication or potty schedules, or to track what side he was laying on last, (have to rotate to keep him pressure sore free). It's not cleaning up all the little accidents and occasionally me when he pees on my foot or my hand. It's not the lack of sleep or the aches and pains from having to lift him or push him up hills in his trailer. It's not any of those things..

IT IS- the total frustration with his symptoms waxing and waning constantly and watching his frustration at not being able to make his foot do what it should.

September 10, 2012
Here is the morning

 Here is the evening

This is September 7th in the afternoon

It is like being blindfolded on a roller coaster. We are up and then down, up and then down and we can't see it coming.

1 comment:

Tina said...

It's nice that you can still keep it G-rated, AP! I would be cursing loudly after all you've been through. Sending healing thoughts Tonka's way...and patient thoughts for you and CM :)