Charlie is right next to me, squished into the chair, sleeping. He seems to be having an easier time of it. But the weather has been cooler and that seems to help.
Different Medication Schedule:
I talked to Dr. Poteet earlier in the week and he said to give him Theophylline in the morning and skip the evening dose. He also said Charlie getting up so many times at night might be something else. Part of cognitive decline.
So I’ve been doing giving the dose once per day and Charlie isn’t as fidgety anymore.
Whether from sheer exhaustion or maybe Charlie is sleeping more at night, I’ve been able to get more sleep. And I feel 100% better for it.
One of you wonderful readers, Wendy, had to let her Dexter go yesterday. I knew what time they were going to the vet. And I tried to convey my empathy over the miles at that time.
It’s so very hard to let them go.
I often get emails when people have lost their beloved pets. Because I know grief for a pet like I know the back of my hand.
They are our children, our babies. Heavens, they are with us every single day!
I told Wendy she might want to order the book on grief that I ordered when Abi died. It is called “Healing After Loss: Daily Meditations For Working Through Grief,” by Martha W. Hickman.
Martha herself died in 2015.
We are all with you Wendy. Reaching out to you virtually. We are here to give you strength during this horrible time when your heart is broken.
And today is also the anniversary of 9/11, when tragedy struck and so many people died.
So I will read what the author has written, long before that tragedy occurred. Her words for September 11.
She wrote the book in 1994. But of course there is no expiration date on grief.
Excerpt From “Healing After Loss” For September 11:
Be still and listen to the stillness within. – Darlene Larson Jenks
It is not enough just to be still.
But if we are quiet and listen to our own stillness, how can we prevent all those other things rushing in? We can’t always. And that’s fine. Sometimes we need to pay attention to those sad associations and memories too.
But sometimes it’s good to ask them to leave for awhile. And pay attention to our own being. One classical way to do this is to breathe with great care and deliberation. And attend only to that.
We may find this a good way to “ease into” our own stillness. A sense of our own body, mind, spirit, in this space, alone.***
We are all here with you in spirit, Wendy. I’m so very sorry for your loss. Your Dexter has crossed The Rainbow Bridge.
If you’d like to share your story of grief with Wendy and the rest of us, please add them in the comments.