It was with a saddened heart that I read about my sister's dog dying. You gotta understand that in our family her dogs are considered extended nieces and nephews-they attend Christmas, Easter, Birthdays and have their own halloween costumes. Then Lee made reference to Micah's ripe age of 15 and that she knew it was coming. I guess fifteen years is a long time to love somebody.
Two years isn't nearly long enough. Last night when I said goodnight to Dwight I honestly didn't know if he would be around to answer my morning call. He has a very serious blood clot in his leg. It could break loose or the medicine could work to thin his blood. I laid awake most of the night thinking of things I should have said.When I wasn't thinking about what I should have said, I was thinking about things that we haven't gotten a chance to do yet. I held my breath each time the phone rang and he eventually answered.He's in a lot of pain but the doctor thinks things are working.He'll know a little more when he has the next set of blood work done-til then, all he can do is wait for the medicine to work. Keep him in your prayers and let those closest to you know how special they are.
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