*Progress *Positivity *Exercise *Support - Part 2 - And on the positive side!
When I was writing the last post I was really unsure where it was going. I knew I wanted to write it all down but it all seemed so negative and not in line with what I would normally be writing about. I then got the idea to split the post into two and look at all the good aspects of what happened. Now don’t get me wrong, I had to really think about some of these. I certainly was not running around last week with a rainbow coming out of my arse. I had to stretch myself to think on the positive side. So this is it: THE POSITIVE SIDE OF THINGS! THE THINGS I AM GRATEFUL FOR!
I am lucky and grateful that Cherry did not die from seizures or pulmonary edema.
I am lucky and grateful that Jason supported me by staying at home to look after Cherry and cleaned her up at 2am when she wet herself.
I am lucky and grateful that we have a reason to not throw snacks to overweight Cherry (particularly as snack are what seem to bring on a seizure).
I am lucky and grateful that we have pet insurance which covers 80% of the vet bills we have paid.
I am lucky and grateful that a friend lent me her automatic dog feeder as I was concerned about having to be home every 8 hours to give Cherry her meds.
I am lucky and grateful to have a reason, other than my wellbeing, to exercise. I have not been exercising much lately and decided it was a good idea to walk the dog daily as her medically induced dopey / lazy demeanour coupled with severe food obsession would not make for a slender healthy dog. I don’t know how long she has but think being slimmer will assist in her longevity. This is also probably the push I needed to get me moving as well. Last night we went on our first one hour walk.
I am lucky and grateful that I got a new set of scales.
I am lucky and grateful that my doctor was in to re-issue the referral so I did not have to go back another day. I’m also grateful for technology that allowed the referral to come straight through.
I am lucky and grateful that the vet was happy to get me the meds quickly without him seeing Cherry.
I am lucky and grateful that, even though everything looks dire with my health / lungs right now, I have been guided by spirit and believe there will be a positive change in the very near future.
I am lucky and grateful that I had a brief period where I believed I could be 10kg lighter than I actually am.
I am lucky and grateful that, if I do need it, there are medical interventions such as stem cell transplants to save my life.
I am lucky and grateful that I live in an area where it is easy and cheap to park and that I will be able to resolve the double charge issue with the parking station in time.
I am lucky and grateful that Cherry did not die the second time, from being poisoned.
I am lucky and grateful that Cherry loves her food as it makes it easy to give her medication.
I am lucky and grateful that my whole family rallied around Cherry in her time of need.
I am lucky and grateful for the emergency vet, both for being there for Cherry initially and then for taking my multiple calls about over medicating her.
I am lucky and grateful about the sandwich incident as I knew I needed to stop babying Tim and have him stand on his own two feet more.
I am lucky and grateful that I don’t need to drive Tim in the morning any more or make his lunches.
I am lucky and grateful that Tim will have to step up and grow up.
I am lucky and grateful that Cherry has been brought back into my story. Before the blog this all started with 80,000 words I wrote in the book “Cherry and Irene Go on a Diet” and now Cherry is back in the story, hopefully getting fitter and slimmer with me (for as long as God says we can have her).
Now that I read all those again I can see that there is a lot of good in what felt like a terribly bad week.