Losing my Dad was painful but there was some relief too because I saw an end to his suffering.
Unfortunately since then I have watched my lil guy be in tremendous pain. I feel so guilty like somehow this is all my fault.
I hope I can bring him home today. I have been LOST without him.
I want my ole Peetee back.
All this stress has been making me sick to my stomach unable to eat and dry heaving. I really need to get my act back together, Peetee needs me to be strong, my whole family does.
I finally ate a little something and it stayed down, although looking at this picture now turns my tummy.
I forced myself to sit in the sun for a bit yesterday. Once Peetee is home and on the mend I think I too can start to heal. Sorry to be such a downer but man life has kicked my ass!
Here's to better days for all of us!