Murphy went to sleep on my shoulder in the bed the other night...
As some of you know, my puppy dog, Murphy was diagnosed with diabetes. I had to start giving him insulin shots twice a day, the vet told me that from the diabetes he was already developing cataracts, and he'll be blind w/in a year. It upset me & I cried thinking about him going blind & what it would be like for him living the rest of his life like that. At first he was doing ok. He seemed like getting the insulin was helping him, like he was having more energy & not just lying around all the time. Well, that was short-lived. He started bumping into walls & wandering around the apt. It just kept getting worse & worse. It seems like the blindness happened overnight, & I wasn't expecting it to happen so soon.
Anyway, it's been quite an adjustment, but I do what I have to do for him cause he's my baby & I love him. Now, he growls at me when he wants something. I guess for him since he can't see where things are, that's the best way for him to communicate. Sometimes he gets lost in the apt. & will bark at me to come find him. If he's on the couch or my bed, he either wants water, food, or has to go potty. Much of my time is spent picking him up & down, getting him his water or food, walking him, or cleaning up pee pee accidents. He is losing his bladder control, & he drinks a lot of water...frequent thirst & urination are common with diabetes. He even leaks pee when he sleeps. I spoiled both him & Rudy the other day, took them out to Pet Smart, let them pick out chewy things, & I got Murphy some doggie diapers to wear at night since he sleeps on my bed. (They were so cute riding around in the shopping cart! Rudy even got up with his front paws on the edge of the cart so he could see. I forgot to take a pic of it though.) I feel better though with him sleeping on the bed with me so if anything goes wrong or he needs something I can hear him. And, believe me, he does wake me up in the middle of the night when he needs water or needs to pee. Sleeping in 3 hour increments is not so great actually, which is one reason why...
...I've been so exhausted lately.
And not only that, kinda irritated w/myself for not being able to find the motivation to do things I want to do. It just seems like every day, I'm just sitting there watching my life go by right in front of my eyes. I procrastinate. I have no energy. I feel guilty when I don't do things. I spend more time contemplating doing things than actually doing things. Then, I just feel so bad about it all I just want to go to bed & most of the time that's what I do. My muscles & joints ache all over all the time, I get migraines from time to time that make me sick, and tonight I had a panic attack which I haven't had in a while. I take medication for it, but sometimes a panic attack will sneak in when I'm feeling overwhelmed. I feel like I can't just sit & breathe. *sigh*
I found out my grandmother, who is in a nursing home down south, has pneumonia. (She also is blind, diabetic, & has dementia.) I have to go down & see her asap...sometime this week. I just know that pneumonia is not always something the elderly can recover from, especially given her declining health. I definitely don't want something I can't forgive myself for not getting down to see her in case she doesn't recover from it. She hasn't been the same for a long time now. When any of us go see her, sometimes she knows us, sometimes she doesn't, or she thinks her 3 grandkids ARE still kids or that my sis is my deceased mother & my sis' daughter is my sis. Sometimes she wants to know where my ex-husband is, when she hasn't seen him since he & I divorced 7 yrs ago. It's not easy going in there not knowing what scenario is playing in her head, but I know I have to go. Please don't get me wrong, I love her so much. She has always been a big part of my life, & I want to see her. It's just difficult, & I don't get to see her very much anymore since I moved up here.
Oh yeah, and it's tax time again! Bahhhhhhhhhhh!
*sigh*
*Anticipates lying on a beach somewhere in the next couple of months*
As some of you know, my puppy dog, Murphy was diagnosed with diabetes. I had to start giving him insulin shots twice a day, the vet told me that from the diabetes he was already developing cataracts, and he'll be blind w/in a year. It upset me & I cried thinking about him going blind & what it would be like for him living the rest of his life like that. At first he was doing ok. He seemed like getting the insulin was helping him, like he was having more energy & not just lying around all the time. Well, that was short-lived. He started bumping into walls & wandering around the apt. It just kept getting worse & worse. It seems like the blindness happened overnight, & I wasn't expecting it to happen so soon.
Anyway, it's been quite an adjustment, but I do what I have to do for him cause he's my baby & I love him. Now, he growls at me when he wants something. I guess for him since he can't see where things are, that's the best way for him to communicate. Sometimes he gets lost in the apt. & will bark at me to come find him. If he's on the couch or my bed, he either wants water, food, or has to go potty. Much of my time is spent picking him up & down, getting him his water or food, walking him, or cleaning up pee pee accidents. He is losing his bladder control, & he drinks a lot of water...frequent thirst & urination are common with diabetes. He even leaks pee when he sleeps. I spoiled both him & Rudy the other day, took them out to Pet Smart, let them pick out chewy things, & I got Murphy some doggie diapers to wear at night since he sleeps on my bed. (They were so cute riding around in the shopping cart! Rudy even got up with his front paws on the edge of the cart so he could see. I forgot to take a pic of it though.) I feel better though with him sleeping on the bed with me so if anything goes wrong or he needs something I can hear him. And, believe me, he does wake me up in the middle of the night when he needs water or needs to pee. Sleeping in 3 hour increments is not so great actually, which is one reason why...
...I've been so exhausted lately.
And not only that, kinda irritated w/myself for not being able to find the motivation to do things I want to do. It just seems like every day, I'm just sitting there watching my life go by right in front of my eyes. I procrastinate. I have no energy. I feel guilty when I don't do things. I spend more time contemplating doing things than actually doing things. Then, I just feel so bad about it all I just want to go to bed & most of the time that's what I do. My muscles & joints ache all over all the time, I get migraines from time to time that make me sick, and tonight I had a panic attack which I haven't had in a while. I take medication for it, but sometimes a panic attack will sneak in when I'm feeling overwhelmed. I feel like I can't just sit & breathe. *sigh*I found out my grandmother, who is in a nursing home down south, has pneumonia. (She also is blind, diabetic, & has dementia.) I have to go down & see her asap...sometime this week. I just know that pneumonia is not always something the elderly can recover from, especially given her declining health. I definitely don't want something I can't forgive myself for not getting down to see her in case she doesn't recover from it. She hasn't been the same for a long time now. When any of us go see her, sometimes she knows us, sometimes she doesn't, or she thinks her 3 grandkids ARE still kids or that my sis is my deceased mother & my sis' daughter is my sis. Sometimes she wants to know where my ex-husband is, when she hasn't seen him since he & I divorced 7 yrs ago. It's not easy going in there not knowing what scenario is playing in her head, but I know I have to go. Please don't get me wrong, I love her so much. She has always been a big part of my life, & I want to see her. It's just difficult, & I don't get to see her very much anymore since I moved up here.
Oh yeah, and it's tax time again! Bahhhhhhhhhhh!
*sigh*
*Anticipates lying on a beach somewhere in the next couple of months*
we thought my pup had diabetes, too. I couldn't imagine.
all the best, you!