For the first 50 years of my life, my perfectionist self mistakenly believed it was all about knowing more, getting it right, planning, attempting to prevent bad things from happening, and keeping all of my chicks in a row. It took me this long to discover that the JOURNEY is all that matters. This quote from Gilda Radner sums it all up:

"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.
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Monday, July 14, 2014

It Runs in the Family


Hypothyroidism.

It seems to run in my family.  
My sister, my daughter and I are all afflicted.

Now there's one more family member to add to the list.

My 5 year old dog, Halle, was diagnosed a few weeks ago.

Beginning last December, we noticed little things about her.  

1.  In the beginning, she seemed a little stiff when she got up from her dog bed - not all the time though.  She would walk it off and be fine in no time.  

2.  As the winter got colder, she would go outside to go potty and was back at the door within minutes to come back inside. She's a Finnish Lapphund, a snow dog.  She always loved romping around in the snow or even just napping in it. This was strange, but she was eating well and otherwise acting normal.

3.  Her eyes started running a lot.  I was always wiping them.  I thought she had blocked tear ducts and brought her to the vet to have them flushed. It did no good.  Anti-inflammatory eye drops did not help either.  But her eyes were not red either. 

4.  One day in February, I noticed she was limping while we were out on a walk.  It was about the same time I noticed that she no longer ran up the stairs.  She would plod slowly and deliberately up from one step to the next.  Back to the vet we went.  The vet prescribed pain meds to see if it would help. It didn't.  X-rays showed nothing abnormal either.  Lyme test was also negative.  She had gained 10 pounds from lack of exercise.

5.  The breeder suggested a canine chiropractor.  I found one about 45 minutes away and waited 6 weeks to get an appointment.  She found nothing out of whack with her spine.  She was also a naturopath, and agreed that something wasn't right.  She thought Halle looked somewhat depressed.  She asked a lot of questions.  One question she asked was if there were any autoimmune diseases in my family.  I thought she meant in Halle's line, but she actually meant our human family.  She said often a pet's illness is the same as a human member of the family.  I assured her there was no one with an autoimmune disease of any kind.  One thing she noticed, however, that we hadn't was a bald spot on Halle's nose.  I checked pictures and it had not been there the month before.  In addition, she had grown some funky white fuzzy fur on her legs  that had never been there before.  And the fur under her collar was coarse and dry.

6.  I thought about the question the naturopath had asked about family illness.  Loss of hair, lethargic, didn't want to stay out in the cold.  Could it possibly be that her thyroid wasn't functioning correctly?

7.  I took her back to my regular vet.  She had gotten even weaker.  I had to actually help her up the stairs one night.  We decided to go ahead and do blood work to try to figure it out.  I told him about my hunch about the thyroid, and he ordered a thyroid panel.  


Sure enough, she was very hypothyroid!  How weird is that? She's been on thyroid medicine for about two weeks now and she is now acting like a 5 year old dog once again!  It will take longer for her fur to get back to normal, but she has already lost some weight and her eyes are getting less runny too.

These are pictures of Halle before her symptoms began...


                                 

                                 



And here are pictures of what she looked like when she was feeling sick...





Thyroid disease can be difficult to diagnose because the symptoms can be so vague at first.  I believe I lived with it for many years until finally I diagnosed myself based on what I kinds from my daughter and my sister.  I am so happy that we discovered the cause of Halle's problems relatively early and that it's so simple to correct to get her feeling better again!

Friday, July 11, 2014

All Good Things...

This past month has been a very special time for me because my whole family was home!   We would be moving Adam to NYC on July 6 and Kerry to Nashville on July 10, so I was treasuring my time with them.  

Even though I know we will all be together in this house in the future, I also know that this was most likely the last time we would all be LIVING here together. Wow!  The magnitude of this thought brings tears to my eyes!

Seeing my garage filled with all that they would be taking with them kept reminding me of how temporary this time was.



We had talked about taking a family vacation together during this time, but the idea was nixed in favor of relaxing at home.  So we did normal things.  We watched Master Chef together on Monday nights.  The girls watched The Bachelorette (Adam would never admit to watching such a show, but he spent a lot of time standing in the kitchen while it was on, asking lots of questions!).  Some of Adam's friends spent time with us - Emily, Kayla and Pat.  Lucas came over so that Adam could whoop him at badminton.  We went to the beach.

The one thing we did most often, though, was drive to Collins Creamery in the evening for ice cream.

So on our final night all together, after having dinner at home with Grandma Alice, we headed to Collins one last time.  Kerry's friends Mel and Parker came along with us.











                                    
                                 

There were many towns having their 4th of July fireworks displays that night and we were fortunate to be able to watch them over the corn field as we ate our cones.

                                    




                      Before we left, Adam and Kerry took a picture with their grandmother.


                           Then Mel offered to take a picture of our whole family.


                           This was the last time Kerry would see Parker before leaving.


                              There would be many more good-byes to come.

                                      All good things must come to an end.













Thursday, July 10, 2014

A Boy and His Dog


"In order to have a true perspective of one's importance, everyone should have a dog that will worship him and a cat that will ignore him."   Dereke Bruce

This quote perfectly fits my son, Adam.

Our dog, Sami, adores Adam.  Our cat, Maddie, rejects any of his attempts to make friends.



Sami lived the first half (5 years) of his life with Adam living at home.  For the last 5 years, Adam had lived mostly in Vermont.  He came home only here and there for weekends or holidays, or a few months during the summer.

When Adam is home he pays a lot of attention to the dogs - he truly loves having them around.

Sami has a very special bond with Adam, though.  

When Adam is not home, Sami sleeps in my bedroom.  But whenever Adam comes home, things change.  Sami waits for me to go to bed and stays in my room until I turn out the light.  I hear him get up and saunter down the hallway, his toenails clicking on the hardwood floor.  If Adam's door is shut, he stands on his hind legs and pushes against the door while one paw pushes the door handle down.  Then he lays down next to Adam's bed and stays until morning.

Adam was home for over a month this summer and Sami was a happy boy.

                 

We have an empty space in our kitchen cabinets while we wait for a new beverage refrigerator.  Sami likes to lay in there.  Adam, being the thoughtful person that he is, made a sign and named the space "Sami's Nook".  He even decorated it with pictures of Sami's favorite things:             


Bunnies, popcorn, fans, apples...


Baywood Kennels,  the cat's litter box...

What a lucky dog!

Well, Adam has moved out once again.  

On Sunday, we drove him to New York City where he will spend the next year in graduate school.

Sami wanted to go too.
 

That night, after I turned out my light, I watched him walk down the hall to Adam's room.  He stood by the door and listened, hoping to hear Adam's fan. He looked confused.  I went and opened the bedroom door for him and watched sadly as he lay next to the empty bed.

                                    

                                        

He didn't stay.  He must have figured it out because within a few minutes I heard his nails clicking back down the hallway before he jumped onto the bottom of my bed. 

I understand, Sami. 

I miss him too.









    

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Oldies, but Goodies (Happy Birthday, Kerry!)



July 7.

It's Kerry's 22nd birthday today!!!

We already celebrated her birthday a few days ago with her longtime good friends.
We've gathered around this table so many times before.
We've listened to the details of each of their lives as they catch up with each other.
And we always look forward to the times they get together at our house.

These good times will be getting more difficult from now on, though.

They have all graduated from college this year and their lives are about to change.
Kerry, Mel, Taylor, Parker, and Kaylee


On this birthday get-together, each of them was feeling a little hesitant, nervous,  or uncertain about their futures.


What was Kerry wishing for this year?


What are they all wishing for?


Whatever those wishes are,  I am absolutely sure that being together
for Kerry's birthday gave them a respite from their worries.








For Vance and I, some of our happiest times are when our table is filled
with our children and their friends.



We've watched them grow up and we are proud of the people they have become.





But there was someone missing for the table this year.


Kaylee skyped into the party from Hawaii where she's working this summer.





It has become a tradition to take a group picture together, and we did it again this year even though Kaylee was not actually here in person!


Kerry, you are loved more than you know.
Happy 22nd Birthday!


Here are some pictures of times together from past years...