Relaxing and Sharing

Wasn't really sure what to call this post. I hate coming up with titles! LOL! Had a wound change today from a "fill-in" nurse... poor girl... she was so sweet but obviously didn't know what the hell she was doing. My mom had to assist her the whole way through. Thank God Jacob will do my next two changes. I just hope its on correctly. Still looks about the same.

Today I went to The Vitamin Shoppe and while my nutrition levels and prealbumin is good, I want every boost I can get. By docs advice I am taking Vitamin C (he wants me to take 3000mg--I can't do that as I already have bowel problems) But I am taking 2000mg. Also I went ahead and got some L-Lysine which is an amino acid that is good for the skin, tissue, and encourages collagen formation and tissue formation. It's in the protein family is my understanding. I want to do all I possibly can to heal this thing.

Earlier in the week I got a new fish tank for Mr. Limpett, my crown tailed betta fish. It's bigger (4gal), so in turn I wanted to get some other fish to go with him. This can sometimes be difficult with a betta. I got a dalmation molly, a red swordtail, a chinese algae fish, AND a little African dwarf frog. Anyone that knows my mom knows her terror for frogs... but she agreed and now this he/she is very cute. I named her Silvie (my mom's nickname-in honor wether its a boy or girl--lol) I have nicknamed the algae fish "The little fucker sucker fish." He's a little, hyper, annoying little thing to the others. So here is a picture... sadly... he Dalmatian molly went to visit the porcelain God. He was MEAN and was beating up on everyone! Mr. Limpett and Silvie take priority. Everyone else gets along harmoniously now.
So I will give a little info about my exciting news. This is still very fresh and nothing solid at all. But... THSD may have found me a new service dog. Ironically, back at orientation 1.5yrs ago I saw this dog and fell in love. It is a complicated story that I am not obliged to speak about but to make a long story short, he was matched with two others; one he moved in to the home and it didn't work out due to the human--not the dog. The other was just matched with him and I am not sure what happened there, but my understanding is again it was the human not the dog. So every time he got placed I was so bummed (I am selfish that way) because for some strange reason I knew I wanted THAT dog. Come to find out, I will get my chance at him. I will do a "matching" session this coming Wednesday! I feel this is divine intervention. A lot can happen during training and/or having a smooth move in if it comes to that. So there are opportunities for it to not work. It is very early still. But I really feel this dog is meant to be with me. He is a GORGEOUS black lab with striking amber-colored eyes. His name is Intrepid.

A lot of people think this is silly, but I truly believe Nellie was an angel in her own right sent to me from God. Mom had a dream about Nellie 2hrs before I got the call that they thought they had a match for me. In the dream Nellie was sick and mom had been looking for her. She was crying and said, "Oh Nellie how I have missed you and have been looking everywhere for you." She said the dream was so incredibly vivid. Mind you, she told this to me BEFORE the call. After the call I turned to mom and said, "do you think that dream you had may have been Nellie saying it was ok to let go and move on?" She said she was thinking the same way and felt a bit of closure. Mom grieves outwardly more than I. She couldn't even hardly look at any dog without crying to this day. She was very cautious of getting a new dog. Then later, I actually find out the dog is Intrepid. I began to weep when I heard. I told them they didn't understand that I have wanted him for the last 1.5yrs. I talked about him to mom often and would say I wish I could get him. So I kind of feel Nellie sent him to me. It didn't work out with the other two people because he was meant to be with me. What is even more ironic is that Nellie was also turned down by someone --- which seemed impossible because everyone fell in love with her and she was perfect in so many ways. My understanding is that Intrepid is their STAR dog of the program, the very best. Another kind of silly irony is we own a Dodge Intrepid. LOL!

So while I feel this is all meant to be. I have to go with my heart and gut when I meet him. I will know when I look at his eyes and feel his soul. YES, I BELIEVE DOGS HAVE A SOUL. If something don't feel right, I won't accept him. It will be heartbreaking, but I MUST listen to my inner voice on this one and not let my divine intervention theory to fog my thoughts.

...More To Come...