We heard some sad news yesterday. Nathan and Cailyn took their old boxer Abby in to be put down. She was not doing well at all. Not eating much at all. They suspected she had cancer that was beginning to really take its toll. She had been around pretty much since Cailyn was born, so 13 years or so. That’s a long life for a large dog like a boxer.
Cailyn
spent the night with us last night so Chris could take her to a doctor
appointment for some pain she has been having in her foot for over a month. It
hasn’t slowed her down much. She has continued playing soccer with it. They got
April on the phone so she could hear what was going on. Bottom line? Well …
here’s what Cailyn heard: “Do whatever you want. If it hurts, don’t do it.”
Here’s what April heard: “Stay off of it as much as possible for three
weeks.” Apparently, Nana stayed out of it altogether. But Cailyn doesn’t
have to wear a boot or get a cast or anything like that. I could only hope my
doctor appointment went as well later in the day.
And
speaking of my appointment, I was scheduled to get one of those steroid shots
in my hip. My time was 2:00. Or so I thought. Come to find out, in spite of
what was on the books, it was actually closer to 3:30 before I was seen. The
procedure only took about 30 seconds, though. well, maybe two minutes if you
include the prep time. A quick ultrasound look to make sure no blood vessels
were in the way, a squirt of icy cold stuff, a shot of lidocaine, then the
steroid shot (which, by the way, Chris said was done with one of those Loooong
needles. I couldn’t see it. They made me lie flat). Boom. Wipe it off and
put a bandaid on. See ya in three months if you need another one. Should be
able to tell a difference day or two. Woohoo!
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Peter 4:10 says, “Each of you should use
whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s
grace in its various forms.”
Father,
thanks for Cailyn’s good foot news. Be with her and April and Nathan as they
mourn for Abby. Amen.
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