Belief

Hello everyone!

Well, mostly to myself... I've come to realize not many follow this blog (1 person, lol!) and I'm not sure they even read it, so this is more of a time to talk to myself more than anything I think.

I don't remember the last time I updated, but plenty happened. I'm going to give a rough overview....

1. I woke up for work Friday morning and heard my dog crying in lots of pain. My dad told me that they took him the night before to the hospital while I was asleep and found a huge tumor in his liver and spleen, and that we would have to put him down.

2. Spend the day from hell, crying and snapping at customers (because I still had to go to work) while my parents went to get a second opinion for the dog.

3. Got home and met my uncle for the first time ever in my life (he decided to come back when he heard about my grandmother's surgery), had a bunch of people in the house, and then went to go see my dog... said that we should keep him until he stops eating, and just give him pain meds... he might still have a couple of months. I was distraught and didn't want to put him through any more pain and just put him to sleep right away, but my mom insisted to wait, so we brought him home.

4. My dog did a 360 and is now eating and playing with his pain meds, so thank God... I know that we have to let him go eventually, and probably soon (the tumor is halfway through his liver and unremovable) but at least we get to spend some more time with him.

My dad has been the most devastated of all. He's been crying, because as you know, a dog is a man's best friend, and especially Dale (that's my dogs name). So... yep. It's been a horribly tough month, seriously, lol. I don't know how we all have tumors... I was just talking to my mom about this a while ago and wondering why it is that across species we've developed tumors while living in the same house, but... I don't know. I think I'm going to investigate it and see what's going on. If it's this house, then we need to move.. this isn't the first dog of ours that develops a tumor, plus me and my grandmother? Kind of odd already...

My mom just called me to go to the pound and see about another dog... oh boy. We'll see how this goes... the problem is that my grandmother is always home alone, and she's never been without another dog, another companion in the house... when Dale decides to go, she'll be alone and that's not what we want for her... she needs somebody here with her, and unfortunately, my life is already moving at the speed of light so I can't stay home to spend it with her... I guess I'll take pictures and see what happens.

On other news, I finally got to go to the beach yesterday... in fact, let me just start by saying that my boyfriend has been SO incredible with me this past week... we spent such a lovely weekend together (albeit not 24/7, but plenty more time than we usually do). He's made such a huge effort... Friday he came over when he found out about the dog, then went out to dinner with his parents (a feat I'm so very proud and happy for him because he needed that time with his parents again), and then later on at night texted me to see how I was doing (I had gone to the movies with an old coworker of ours) and invited me over... spent some time in bed with him, fell asleep, woke up to the most amazing kiss.... and the next morning got a goodmorning text message, then a call to go to the beach with some of his friends, and spent the rest of the day like that with him till we spent some alone time at night and he brought me back home, and voila, here I am today!!

I know that he's extremely tired, but I appreciate everything and all the effort he's done for me this past week, including all the test messages and calls and conversations and time together... my heart hasn't fluttered like this in a while, and it is DEFINITELY fluttering right now... I want to do something for him to show him my appreciation at his efforts, but I don't know what to do right now (my mind is racing with finals for school and we're already heading on the Boston trip in 2 weeks), so... we'll see. I'll come up with something though, he's been way too much of a sweetheart for me to let this pass me by. I made sure I thanked him last night for everything, but he was half asleep while driving so I don't think he got the full measure of my thankfulness, lol.

Anywho, let me get going. My mom wants to go to the pound and it closes at 4, and it's already 12pm and I need to shower and still have some homework and other things to get done.

I'll blog tomorrow more than likely... another week commences for me!!

Namaste.