The last six months have been hard. Maybe I didn't blog because my focus was aimed at just putting one foot in front of the other ... day after day. Or maybe I lost my blog mojo. Just don't know.
Here is a snap shot view of how I spent my "blogging break" - similar to the school child's assignment of "What I did last summer" only less enjoyable.
- In July Meathead, my dear dear grand dog died, without warning. He was a very old bull dog and we knew his days were numbered, but it was a shock. I still feel that loss deeply.
- In August Grimace, my other dear grand dog, developed a series of seizures that took some time to get under control. Probably not epilepsy. Probably a mass or lesion. He is doing fine for now. I treasure my time with him.
- In September Milo, yet another dear grand dog, developed spinal issues causing weakness in his rear legs. Left uncorrected, he would become paralyzed. He was scheduled for two surgeries - one in November for air way obstructions, typical of pushed-in-face breeds, and one in December for his spine. He is doing well.
- And then the most intensive loss of all began to develop. In November my mother began to fail ... sleeping all the time with loss of appetite and weight loss. She died in December, just after Christmas. That loss is beyond measure.
So it goes without saying that I am pretty much physically and emotionally spent.
I will do one last Through My Caregiver Eyes post at some point later this month to honor my mother and to close out that long series of posts. Beyond that it is too soon to know if or when I will be back to blogging. I need to figure out how to live in my own life and not inside my mom's life.
If you are reading this post, I thank you for visiting.