Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Today, I learned a value life lesson

So, today was a difficult day. By most accounts is was fair, but on other accounts, it was horrible. I guess I shouldn't say that either, because really, outside of this, it was a good day. Last night I noticed my little one (my yorkie) acting funny. After six years of being my stable companion, I can always tell when something is just "not right." Looking at my checkbook balance, I wondered how in the world I could afford something catostrophic to happen at the vet. I call the vet first, and let them know what was going on, and they tell me to bring her..still, I have no idea how much it will cost or what is wrong with her. Well, I take her in. The first estimate I received was $135. I thought, oh I can handle that. Whatever it takes, I'm willing to do, because when it comes to her health, there is no option. I head to several appointments, all the while worrying (which God tells us not to do) and thinking about what could be going on. Oh, and I forgot to mention that dropping her off is always horrible, I almost cry everytime. I cannot imagine being a 'real' mother and having to leave your child somewhere, because it tears me up, even with her. On the last call I made to the vet, his wife tells me that Annie is very tender around the abdominal area, and proceeds to clarify whether she has been spayed or not..No she has not..She then says that she could have some sort of uterine problem and that she may have to have an "emergency hysterectomy." To this comment, I get emotional. I call mom and sob on the phone, because at this moment (me fearing the worst), I cannot imagine life without her. Yes, death is as certain as the sun rising, but it is so hard to fathom life without something you love. I get stood up for my last appointment and run by the vet...Results: a minor virus of some sort, nothing, should clear up on it's own. PRAISE THE LORD! My excitement diminishes as I write a check for $202, but I could not be happier that my baby is going to be OK. Moral of this story: tomorrow is not promised...the people, animals of this world that you love so dearly must face death. I would rather be somewhat prepared for this kind of heartbreak, but it isn't always given. I have realized that you should cherish every moment that you have with those that you love..Savor their smile, hold their hands tightly, and pet their backs (dogs that is), often. I cannot imagine how God the father felt when his only son, died before his very eyes. What an amazing sacrafice he gave, so that we could have LIFE...So treasure it!

2 comments:

  1. I was trying to be your first follower, but it wouldn't allow me!

    Anyway, I know how it is with animals and vet bills and worrying about paying!

    In 2005, I retired from work and then in October of 2006, I moved my father, my 2 dogs and my 1 cat out of town to move in with my husband who was in the process of building a house for us. (We're still building, by the way.)

    Back to the story, a week after we all moved in together, my dad started exhibiting signs of demantia - he never recovered - my husband and I couldn't even go to church together - someone had to stay with Dad. In January of 2007 one of my dogs died of cancer and then in May, the other dog died of cancer and then my dad died in September of 2007.

    I've started a blog which shows one of my still life images, which I have created with a Bible verse. Then underneath the image is a poem which goes along with the Bible verse. I do want to encourage people with poems which were published prior to 1920 (public domain).

    Visit my blog at http://versesphotos.blogspot.com

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  2. Sarah, my name is Martha. I am now one of your followers! When I got on your blog today, you had no followers and I tried to become a follower, but when I clicked to become one nothing happened. I'm glad you responded because now I'm back to your blog; I so happy to see you have 8 followers!

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