It has been rainy and cold this week. For two days now the sky has been a dull gray.
That’s much of what winter is, gray. We kind of missed having fall again unless it’s playing peekaboo with us.
I just had a bowl of cereal and fed the pet babies. Gave Charlie his medicine. I haven’t been having coffee much.
Truth be told, I’m so tired when I wake up from getting up all night with Charlie, who is coughing more and more, that I just don’t have it in me to fix a cup of coffee.
From about 7-9 p.m. at night, I use an ice pad alternated with a heating pad to get some relief from the back pain. Picking Charlie up so much is hard on my back.
Congestive Heart Failure In Dogs:
His coughing and sneezing just breaks my heart. I really couldn’t tell you if I give him the hydrocodone syrup once or twice in the middle of the night because I’m half asleep when I get up with him.
He still seems happy. But he gets scared when he’s coughing.
And I’d give anything on earth to take that away. But I can’t and so I just keep on loving him and being grateful for every day I have with him.
What Ivy’s Doing:
Ivy’s scampering around like she often does in the morning. Still one minute and running around as though something is chasing her the next. She’s so funny. I need the laughter of Ivy’s antics right now.
The other day I was cleaning out the closet and threw this zippered pillow bag onto the bedroom floor to put in the trash.
Ivy immediately took it and now she loves to run and hide in it. She pokes at phantom enemies from the inside.
I guess it won’t get thrown out until Ivy tires of it now.
The Sleep Number guys will be here this afternoon with a new base for my bed. When you tuck the sheet in it gets caught up in the hose and then the bed deflates.
Problem With Sleep Number Bed:
Surely this can be fixed somehow.
I don’t have any more news. I’m kind of putting one foot in front of the other and sleepwalking through my days.
They didn’t schedule Charlie for acupuncture this week, so I imagine it will be a tough weekend until next Wednesday when he goes back.
He doesn’t understand why he’s having so much trouble, and I would gladly take it on myself if only he could be healthy again.