Waiting for the right time
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|Sat, 05-25-2013 - 3:52pm|
Hi, all. Sorry for my long absense. I retired last month and have been remarkably busy getting stuff done and spending money on things I had put off for a long time. Spring was/is a very long time coming here, and though we had a couple warm weeks a while back, here it is Memorial Day weekend, 53 degrees out and I have the heat on.
Comet is progressing in his kidney failure and I've not felt particularly inclined to join conversations. He's lost about 5 pounds and muscle mass on his hind end, and though he doesn't fall as often as he did a few months ago, it's obvious his life is changing. He drinks 3 to 4 quarts of water a day and has to go out every couple hours. He's on a no grain, high protein diet with an egg supplement every day. I'm so grateful to be retired so I can be there for him when he needs me.
I've done this before and it doesn't get any easier. My black female greyhound, Lynnie died of kidney failure in Feb 2011 which is when I adopted Comet. Jester, my sweet greyhound boy, died in July last year of heart disease, and Allie, my little Weim girl died in December of multiple organ failure. I feel such a sense of loss for my pack that I can cry just thinking about them. Some days I think I should just let Comet go now and spare both of us the coming months, yet I know he will let me know when it's time. The waiting and knowing is a real strain on my heart strings.
So, day after day, we snuggle and play fetch 100 times a day. I clean my carpets or accidents and wait. I know every one of you on this board has "been there" and I know there's really nothing to say, but thanks for letting me unburden.