First let me thank all of you for your kind words, prayers, and thoughts. Dad had his facial reconstruction done. He was not able to have everything fixed. The surgeon did not think Dad would survive a 6 to 10 hour surgery. They were able to repair his nose, jaw, part of his chin, and ankles, which took about 2 hours. He sounds good and has been moved to a rehab facility. They say he may have to be there for about 4 months. We told him whatever it takes to get better. You just fight and stay strong and positive!
Now if having dad in the hospital is not enough our precious Shiloh, she is s lab Akita mix) started acting very strange on Friday. She would try and walk and just fall over. Her head seemed to be cocked to the left and she would not straighten it out. I began to cry because I was so scared. Sh is my baby. Her birthday is next month and she will be 13. I know that is getting up in age for a large dog, but you would not know she is that old. She runs, wrestles, and plays like a kid. She goes hiking in the mountains and eats just fine. Well I called DH and told him and he told me to call the vet immediately. I did and they said we can bring her in Saturday afternoon. By Saturday morning she seemed worse and after calling the vet they said bring her right in. I thought by now that she must have an ear infection and her equilibrium is off. It was just too sad. We had to pick her up to get her in and out of the car because she was not stable enough to do it herself. I want you to know that my DH was so proud of me because I was trying so hard not be hysterical. I don't handle loosing my kids! After the vet examined her the news was not what we wanted to hear, it is neurological. He gave us two possible problems, either an infection in her brain or a brain tumor. Can you say sick? I knew I had to be strong because Shiloh looks to me for help and I didn't want her to see my a mess. We got 2 antibiotics and steroids in hopes that it would help. By Saturday night Shiloh was really bad. She could not even lay down on her bed without falling down. She would try to go outside to do her business and run into things and fall down just trying to get outside. At this point I was hysterical and didn't know what to do. DH and I had family prayer and I couldn't even pray only tears came out. I said I don't want her to suffer. He said I don't think she is suffering and in pain. I agree, but she looks at me with those sweet eyes asking, "Mom what is wrong?" She has faithfully taken her different meds twice a day and to our amazement today she has her head almost straight, walks with little problem, and ran outside today to play with Joshua our other fur kid. She goes back in a week to see how she is doing. I am praying that is was an infection and she is going to be ok. Sorry for rambling, but sometimes you just need to spill your guts.
I know this is not a post of yummy food, but I have had little imagination or creativity in the kitchen. I am hoping that life will get better very soon. I need to remember to be of good cheer and fear not, but as a human that is sometimes so tough. I do have a yummy dessert to share, but can't post that until Friday so stay tuned.
Super grandson making us smile!
Hugs to all of you!!!