Phoenix is having trouble perching, it seems his foot is hurting him and he is going to the vet tomorrow.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
FTF November 30th
I’m so confused! I’m trying to fill out all of the open enrollments forms and my brain hurts, I can find the additional forms on the intranet and I can’t print them when I do find them because I’m on a loaner laptop. ARGHHH! And now I’m worried about Phoenix the bird. Last night mrrad told me that he was having trouble perching. This morning I noticed he couldn’t use his left leg, no weight on it. I think he hurt it. He was all “furryheaded” on the bottom of the cage. And of course no vets are available this afternoon. I have an appt tomorrow morning with his regular vet, but if I get home and he seems too stressed I will take him to the emergency vet. I really don’t know if I can handle this right now. And I have to travel for the next week – two trips to Canada. Poor mrrad will have to deal with him on his own. It is too much right now. We need a break. I’m also having to deal with my 91 year old mom. We also received a really nice card from Kona’s vet yesterday. He was on vacation when Kona died and I wasn’t sure if he received the message. OK, what has to be done today?
open enrollment forms
book travel to Toronto
process maps
review room data sheets
talk to JP
cancel massage appt depending upon travel booking
eat!
Monday, November 29, 2010
11/29/10
We received a lovely note from Kona’s vet today, it made me cry as he described how special Kona was.
FTF November 29th
Back at work. It’s good to be back in the groove but it was difficult leaving the house for work. The last time I did, Kona was still alive. Many things to catch up on and my brain is not working all that well yet. One foot in front of the other. Just keep going.
follow-up on appliance haul away
call DO for appt
print pix
mail letters
ATM
get laptop to work again
review data sheets
go through email
schedule LA meeting
HR open enrollement forms
I’m sure there is more that I can’t remember.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
11/28/10
A new refrigerator and stove was delivered today – exciting!
11/27/10
It is so difficult to see my mother decline and need more and more care – I don’t know how I am going to be able to pay for it.
FTF November 28th
_It is 10 days that Kona has been gone and 20 days since he was diagnosed with lung tumors. Strange how one’s world can be turned on it ear in just 20 short days. I wrote a note to the vet yesterday telling him of Kona’s passing. He was on vacation and I don’t think he received the message (new girl). I can’t imagine that we wouldn’t have heard something from him. Kona was one of his favorite patients. Not many dogs loved going to the vet, but Kona did.
We are having our new stove and refrigerator delivered this morning. I’m excited to get them but an also sad, since I cooked for Kona and Sonnet on this old stove and stored their food in that refrigerator (I know, it is strange). Anyway, must get ready for the delivery._
receive new stove and fridge
pay bills
pay property tax
email mom’s doc
work on xmas gifts
mail letter to vet
print photos for letter
make vitamins
yoga
practice bass
Saturday, November 27, 2010
11/26/10
It was a day for thinking about the future while still crying about Kona’s recent passing.
FTF November 27th
_Yesterday was a nice day except that my hip/knee is really acting up and I might have to resort to taking prednisone to calm it down. I can’t walk. I tweeked my knee walking on Wednesday and haven’t been able to walk since then. ARGHHH! It has been so nice to be “normal” and now I feel like an old person. My DO hasn’t been in, so I’ll have to go on Monday or Tuesday. Not much on the agenda today. Its raining and will be a quiet day.+
finish laundry
pay bills
take veggies to mom’s
online shopping
xmas gifts
email mom’s doc
practice bass
Friday, November 26, 2010
FTF November 26th
_We had the most delightful holiday yesterday with my family. I am so grateful for them. Spent more time there than we ever have (of course we didn’t have to rush home to take care of Kona). We have a tradition on Thanksgiving where we go around the table and everyone shares what they are grateful for. There are 4 generations, and the 4 youngest are boys 8-16. I’m usually the only one who crys when I share. I was the lightweight this year. The four boys shared deeply from their heart, crying when sharing about how they felt about each other and our family. We all had a tough year this year. My oldest nephew (the 16 yo) childhood friend and fellow pitcher died in a car crash. Their GGM died, another family friend died. My 13 yo nephew so kindly told us each how sorry he was about Kona’s passing (he’s a love). It was so emotional and touching and wonderful. I am so fortunate to have my family. We are tight, not necessary always close, but tight.
And my creamed spinach was a hit. Must make more today. My mom is on a blood thinner and her numbers were way high yesterday. She needs to eat green veggies for the next few days and asked for some spinach.
On the aggrevating side of things, my computer has a virus/trojan and it has screwed the hard drive, and I can’t do anything about it until next week. Bummer, will have to use one of the two other ones in the house. They just don’t have all the same software.
Work around the house for today.
laundry
clean up the front room
sort thru my clothes
pay bills
grocery store for spinach fixins.
make spinach
take veggies to my mom
call warfarin clinic
stay away from all other stores
work on xmas gifts (videos/cards/pix)
-practice keyboard-
practice bass
call DO
make appt for mani/pedi
online shopping?
Thursday, November 25, 2010
11/25/10
I was out-cried at the dinner table by other members of my family today while we were all sharing about what we were grateful for—this is a first!
FTF November 25th
Happy Thanksgiving everyone! It feels strange not having Kona watching me in the kitchen as I cook, making sure that I do it correctly. He has been gone for one week. I’m sure his spirit will be sitting under the Thanksgiving table looking for anything that might accidently drop. I made some killer creamed spinach today (same receipe as Flemings Steakhouse). Mrrad and I dropped a chunk of change yesterday at the appliance store-we purchased a new refrigerator and a new stove. Both are well over 20 years old and in need of replacement. They will be delivered on Saturday. A friend of mine from Chicago sent me the book “Dog Heaven” It was so sweet of her. Its a cute book and it was so kind of her to send it. I am extremely grateful for all of the support, comfort and love I have received from family, friends, colleagues, and my special 43T friends during this time of sorry. You have all lifted me up! Have a great day.
-make creamed spinach-
pick up mom
T-day at my brothers.
Charge camera battery
burn CD of party pix for N.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
11/24/10
I was able to think about and talk Kona today without crying.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
11/23/10
I have survived the day, and am extremely tired – grief does that to you.
FTF Tuesday November 23rd
Again, my goal for today is to just get through the day. I have some work stuff to do, but I also have some other things to do. Yesterday I had one major meltdown and a few sobbing incidents. I slept really well night, I was exhausted from all the crying I think. It is rather interesting that when your world had been shattered, that just dealing with the basics in life, like sleeping, eating, breathing, is what you focus on. I have to do the FTF list because my memory is shot right now and I can’t remember anything. And so it goes.
invoice for Pima
schedule conference call
call DO
references to KM
Pima conference call
webinar
prepare for conference call
eat
drink water
take vitamins
grocery store for T-day fixins
find new receipe for creamed spinach
shop for new fridge.
meet with L.
Monday, November 22, 2010
11/22/10
Walking the valley brings me peace and sadness, I believe Kona is following me in spirit.
For the moment this more about my grief that thinking good thoughts Kona-I know he is doing fine. I am not.
It happened again. Sitting here working and someone knocked at the door. I realized Kona would not be looking at the door with his ears perked to see what was up. That was it for me . . . a run outside to walk up and down the street where I walked him those last few weeks. Looking at the “present” he had deposited in the dark and I hadn’t picked up. It is all that is left of him on this earth and the rain is washing it away. Coming in side and screaming at the top of my lungs for him. Laying on the floor where he died trying to absorb his energy. Wondering why I didn’t remember earlier to go to the Humane Society where they took him (I was in Canada when he died and my husband had to deal with having his body taken away for cremation) so I could at least say good-bye to him, to hug him one last time, to kiss him. When I left on Thursday morning I was running late for the airport and he had not come down stairs. I didn’t go back upstairs to say good bye. I just lifted my eyes in his direction and said “Good-bye Kona. Be a good boy today. I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon.” I never got to see him tomorrow afternoon. Or ever again. My heart hurts. I can’t breathe. Time moves so slowly. Its cold outside but I have the window open and the fan blowing on me to get air. Last night I awoke from a sound sleep at 2 am in a blind panic. I came downstairs, took some rescue remedy and went back to bed. Telling Kona good night. Rescue Remedy is my friend. It helps calm the panic. I miss him so very much.
FTF Monday November 22
my goal for the day is to just get through the day. I woke up in a blind panic at 2:15 this morning (3 hours after I went to sleep). I worked all day yesterday, but did take walk in the afternoon with my camera to cry and to photograph the valley that Kona loved to walk so much. It has been 4 days since he left us. Its the little things that set me off. Seeing his dishes, his polar bear plush toy, his bed. I can’t move them yet. His spirit is still here. He has been messing with electrical things (as newly departed spirits are want to do). He locked me in my car when I got home on Thursday night, the phone went dead and then wouldn’t charge-or it would fade out. Computers are freezing. The lights went out briefly when mrrad and I were having a massage. You may think they are all coincidences, but that many at the same time-I think not. Some people understand but most don’t. If I had lost a parent, no one would be expecting me to meet project deadlines. Truth be told, I am having a harder time with this than I did when my dad passed. My dad wasn’t in my life 24/7 at that point, but Kona was.
work on functional program review
email D re: staffing ratio
call DO
clean up
maybe shop for fridge
walk around the valley
principals meeting call in
email work
cry
just get by
FTF Monday November 22
my goal for the day is to just get through the day. I woke up in a blind panic at 2:15 this morning (3 hours after I went to sleep). I worked all day yesterday, but did take walk in the afternoon with my camera to cry and to photograph the valley that Kona loved to walk so much. It has been 4 days since he left us. Its the little things that set me off. Seeing his dishes, his polar bear plush toy, his bed. I can’t move them yet. His spirit is still hear. He has been messing with electrical things (as newly departed spirits are want to do). He locked me in my car when I got home on Thursday night, the phone went dead and then wouldn’t charge-or it would fade out. Computers are freezing. The lights went out briefly when mrrad and I were having a massage. You may think they are all coincidences, but that many at the same time-I think not.
work on functional program review
email D re: staffing ratio
call DO
clean up
maybe shop for fridge
walk around the valley
principals meeting call in
email work
cry
just get by
Sunday, November 21, 2010
11/21/10
I made it through the day with only one major sobfest (the day isn’t over yet) because I was trying to focus on work.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
11/20/10
A reiki filled massaged soothed my raw emotions and provided a modicum of relief from the intense sorrow.
Friday, November 19, 2010
Untitled
My baby is gone. He left us yesterday, on his own accord, without us present. He needed the space to slip away from us, to transition to a place without pain and suffering. But for him it is not a place without us. He can come to us whenever he wants. He knows what is in our hearts. And I believe that our grief pains him, he knows that it is part of our process of letting go of his physical presence in our lives.
The house has an eerie quiet to it. His energy is still here, but fading. Everywhere I look there are reminders of him. I can’t bear to look at them but I can’t bear to not have them here. I see them and look through them. The reminders too painful, realizing that he will never play with those toys again, wear that collar again, or eat out of that bowl. Time moves so slowly today. I can’t seem to catch my breath. The emptiness is so stark. I need to move to expend the energy of grief locked in my body, but weariness feels like concrete boots. I want to be around people but I want to be alone. Grieving is a series of dichotomies, of opposites trying to reconcile in one space. Come-go. Cry-laugh. Move-stay. Remember-forget. Hope-despair. Anguish-relief. Anger-Acceptance. But always Love. Love. Love.
I cannot ignore or ever forget that Kona was all about love and joy. He came here to take care of me. That’s what he thought his job was. And he loved me. In fact, he loved everybody. He adored his dad. He was always about living in the moment. And enjoying his life. He took joy in the simple things in life. Going outside. Going for a ride. Cheese. Walks. Hugs. Treats. Being with his people.
How I miss him. How I hate myself for being gone so much. For not being able to spend the time with him that he wanted and deserved. How much he just wanted to hang with me. Lying at my feet. Following me from room to room. Always having to touch me. How I wish I was there to touch him one last time. To kiss him one last time. All I have a picture and a lot of memories. I didn’t think he would leave me yesterday. I thought I would have more time. Not much. But if I could only have one more hour. One more hug.
In these hours and days of raw grief, I focus on the circumstances of his passing, and not his life. Perhaps because remembering his life is too painful right now. And it isn’t in the remembering of his life that is painful, but in the realization of his absence in my future. The memories of having him here are in stark contrast to contemplating a future without him. With time I will focus more on the memories. Perhaps sooner rather than later. But the hole that his passing has left is so vast that it is the only thing that can be felt.
11/19/10
Anguish – yet the love and support of friends, family and co-workers (I received a beautiful flower arrangement from my co-workers) provide comfort. Kona touched more lives than he knew.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Kona died today
My brave sweet boy died this morning sometime between the time that mrrad left for work and when he returned home right after lunch. He had a seizure last night. It was hard for him. It was hard for him to breathe. This morning he didn’t want to go out. He didn’t want to eat and he didn’t want his medicine. Mrrad called me on his way to work in tears telling me that he didn’t think he would make it. I was sititng on a plane bound for Canada. He died peacefully, in his sleep next to my ottoman-his favorite place. He looked peaceful. He couldn’t do it anymore. And he wanted to go on his own. Poor mirrad found him and had to deal with calling the vet and then the humane society who came to get him and to creamate him. I am so grateful that he did it his way. That he spared us having to watch him suffer further or to have to make the decision to help him transition. I will miss him so much. His sweetness and his love.
I am on my way home now. A very lonely sad journey. Crying my eyes out in public.
I am grateful for the last 10 days we had together when he was his old self.
I am heartbroken
11/18/10
My Kona is gone and my heart is broken.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
11/16/10
Just calling the vet’s office today brought me to tears.
11/16/10
Kona is doing well. He went for a walk with his dad again today and in response to his request to the communicator yesterday, he had a bit of steak for dinner. Although he does get tired easier than he used to, he was his perky self when I got home from work. We’re increased his meds at night because he told us he has been in more pain at night and is having a difficult time sleeping because of it. We all slept really well last night. The good thing is that he is not having side effects from the meds.
I had to call the vet today to make an appointment for next week since the vet wants to see him. There was a new person who didn’t know me or the situation and wasn’t as accomodating as usual. It really upset me-actually just calling there freaked me out. I really like the vet and his office. The office manager got on the phone and we agreed that I would drop him off.
And the swelling in his paws seems to have gone down too! That must feel much better for him.
Monday, November 15, 2010
11/15/10
Back in the office today for the first time in a long time.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
11/14/10
It has been a beautifully warm indian summer day and I spent half of the day sleeping, recovering from the emotional roller coaster of this week.
11/13/10
My wonderful sister-in-law turned 70 today and hosted a lovely dinner family with family and a few close friends.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
FTF November 13th
_Today is my SIL 70th B-day (not that you would know it by looking at her) so there is a party this evening. Kona is doing well. He had a big walk yesterday and company last night. He is pretty tired today, and I think a little sore. A few things to do today including rest.
meet with L.
buy gift card for J
buy bday card for J
send card to G&J
grocery store
pay a few bills
nap
yoga
practice bass
pick up prescriptions
maps in visio
software eval
water plants
online shopping for hoodie/track jacket
Friday, November 12, 2010
11/12/10
Kona walked down the stairs without assistance this morning-a very joyful event for the tough old trooper he is.
11/12/10
Kona walked down the stairs without assistance this morning-a very joyful event for the tough old trooper he is.
FTF November 12th
Kona continues to surprise us. This morning he got up on his on with no conjoling or physical help and then he walked down the stairs. mrrad has had to carry him for the last three-four days. The pain medication and anti-inflamatory seems to be making a big difference. But they are also causing his tummy to be upset, he vomited 4 times yesterday but still wants to eat. Now I’m trying to work out the best way to give him his medicine so it doesn’t upset his stomach. I am tired but I think I can focus today, which is good since I have work to do.
email B about photos
send card to G&J
finish reading functional program
process maps
practice call
eval for software
bday present for J
call mom
pick up prescriptions
grocery store
practice bass for at least 20 minutes
11/11/10
I am from a long line of veterans-back to the Revolutionary War-and honor all of them on this day.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
11/10/10
And so it begins, the dance between hope and despair as Kona rallies a bit but will start to fail at some point.
11/10/11
1. Another day with Kona
2. Nine wonderfule years with Kona
3. The ability to stay home to spend time with Kona
4. Medication to ease his pain
5. Another day with Kona.
FTF November 10th
I have to put some order into my daily routine. I am trying to work from home so I can be with Kona. I also am crying every few hours, if not more frequently. We do not want this to be a death watch, we want it to be a celebration of his life. The medication he is taking helps him. For the last few days he seemed more like himself. I am a train wreck. I just can’t think about not having him in my life and yet I can’t stop thinking about it. I need distraction.
call vet
review functional program
work on process maps
webinar
go out for a little while after mrrad gets home
maybe take Kona for a walk or out for coffee (he seems to want to see people)
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
11/9/10
The only decision made today was to not make a decision – if it isn’t clear, it’s not time.
How do you say good-bye to a friend?
In this case, it is our ten year old Black Lab, Kona. The pain of knowing that his life is coming to an end, a premature end, is excruciating. The news that he had two lemon-sized tumors in his lung hit me like a mac truck. I knew that he was ill, that something was wrong. But I thought it was something from which he would recover and he would be around for a few more good years. But, alas, that does not seem to be the case. The tumors have caused an unusual reaction in his body in that his small joints are now calcifying. He is in pain. A lot of pain. He doesn’t show it. He never whimpers or cries. He heroically insists on going for his walks, even though it must cause him extreme pain. If he were younger, and healthier, we might try treatment. But he is almost 11. He has a seizure disorder. He has liver damage. He may have kidney damage. Treatment will only prolong his suffering and it isn’t fair to him. So we are managing his pain and trying to keep him comfortable.
It is easier to write about it rather than talk about it. I cry while I write but no one sees the puffy eyes and the red nose or hears the gasps for breathe between sobs. Talking about it, it is all so apparent. I’m not ashamed of my reaction, but I am raw. Emotionally. Spiritually. The question remains, do we help him transition or let him choose the time? It is not the first time we have faced this dilemma. Our first dog, Sonnet, a rescued Doberman, lived until she was 16. She was failing. But she wasn’t going to let go on her own. We had to make the decision. We scheduled an appointment for the following week. That evening she had an “attack”. We both gathered around her and told her it was OK to go. But she came back. It was clear. I did not want her to die by herself. I did not want to come home and find her dead. I wanted to surround her with love as she transitioned to a new life. It was difficult. The grieving process was also hard. For the first few weeks I couldn’t leave home. I could barely function. It got better. A trip to Humane Society, about a month after she left us, let me know that while I wasn’t ready for another dog, I would one day let another dog into my life and my heart.
About three months after Sonnet was gone, I went to the Humane Society and filled out an application for a dobie mix or a lab. I figured it would be a while. We received a call on July 2nd. There was a dog that matched us. A black lab. From Texas—a Hurricane Allison rescue. He was one of 50 dogs that were brought to Marin from Houston. His family had given him up at 18 months stating he needed too much attention. He was a big beautiful lab with a big bushy otter tail. He was 90 pounds and had the longest tongue. When we first went to meet him, he was a little cool. He was more interested in the worker who had treats. After a few visits and an overnight to think about it we decided to adopt him. He was supposed to be ours. He came home on Saturday July 7th. The first night he was home with us, he curled up at the foot of the bed. “I’m home!” he thought. As a young dog he was a handful. We went to obedience school. He passed Family Dog One but was not promoted. House Manners and Family Dog 2 came next. He learned. He loved to please. He loved to get treats. He still does.
We’ve had over nine years with him. It is not enough. He is a sweet sweet dog. People who do not like dogs, like him. He loves people. He likes other dogs, but he loves their people too. He has had his adventures.
The grief chokes me. I cannot catch my breath. The tears stream down my face at the thought of not having him with me, with us. I’ve missed half of my life with him over the last two years because of work travel. I scream and wail at the unfairness of it. My body is trying to expel the reality that this sweet boy must leave us. I pace, trying to quell the panic that rises in my throat and closes my airway. He is not yet gone, but the prospect that he soon will be is here. And it smothers me. It sucks the very soul from me. I can only get through the day without crying by having distractions, distractions that do not require the active use of my brain. And the crying comes anyway. I want to remember and I want to forget. I live between denial and bargaining now. I want to rewind the clock and forget that one day very soon, either by our active decision or his passive one; he will no longer be with us. His spirit will always be with us. I know that. Leaving is hard, being left behind is torture.
He has given us the joy of having him in our lives. The thrill of watching him run through the field with the look of pure joy as his ears flap in the wind and his tongue bounces. My baby boy, now an old gray dog, is a blessing. He has taught me so much. Unconditional love. Joy. Happiness. Loyalty. How to live in the present moment. Forgiveness. Acceptance. How to make friends. Kona’s Law #1—Always assume that others are as happy to see you as you are to see them. His lessons will not be lost, perhaps occasionally forgotten, but only momentarily.
So how do you say good-bye to a friend? How do you make the decision to compassionately let him go? It is an agonizing decision. For now, the only decision we have made is not to make a decision. We will live a day at a time, perhaps even a moment at a time, just like Kona has taught us. Tonight he took me for a walk in the rain, in the dark, and he wanted to keep on going. He took Tom for that same walk this morning at 5 am. The steroid injection and the pain medication must have provided some relief. He has eaten well today, acting like his old self.
We do not know how much time he will be with us; perhaps two more days, perhaps two weeks. Dare I hope two months? I want to revert to my rules for living—denial and optimism. As a client, who recently had to make a similar decision told me, “If you don’t know if its time, then it isn’t.” For today, it isn’t time.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
11/7/10
I saw a few glimmers of Kona’s old self today, before he nodded off for the night.
11/6/10
Kona spent another day at the vet and may have tick-borne illness.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
FTF Weekend of November 6th
We have sick dog who doesn’t want to get up (and has a hard time getting up). Will be calling the vet as soon as they open. It was a pretty good week but since I didn’t sleep well last night, I’m pretty tired today. I’m feeling overwhelmed but that is probably due to not a lot of sleep and Kona’s health. Hopefully those two things will change.
call vet
take Kona to the vet (or the Emergency Room if he can’t see the vet)
massage
laundry
pick up prescriptions
practice bass
grocery shopping
finish writing product offerings
determine which conferences I wish to attend
meet with N to dicuss bday book for J
call mom
make vitamins packs
take vitamins
yoga
bass lesson
work on bday book
order gift for M bday
Friday, November 5, 2010
11/5/10
We think that Kona was bitten by a spider since he has a big wound on his back, he’s lethargic and not eating and has a lot of weakness.
I’m worried.
11/4/10
Not a fun meeting tonight, some very angry doctors and lack of clear communication contributed to an uncomfortable start of the engagement.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
11/3/10
“And the crowd went wild” – the SF Giants were worshipped by the crowds as the new World Champions.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
11/2/10
I am concerned for this country – expectations were unrealistic.
Monday, November 1, 2010
11/1/10
Giants win the World Series – finally I live in a city with a championship baseball team!