Its weeks after I was bed ridden for 3 days with a virus, with a hot water bottle strapped to my head and a constant supply of painkillers to ease my fever and hot lucid dreams of orgies to get me through the night time. I remained weak for days afterwards and one night during this time my 13 year old dog Jack began violently vomiting which lasted 3 hours and ended at 1.30 in the morning. He then collapsed and appeared horribly lifeless, he seemed to be dying.
I tried to be strong but emotions took over and for a while I had mini panic attacks and felt powerless to help, luckily after an hour he began to be more aware and at ease, [stress of vomiting had cause the collapse]. Thankfully he recovered and is now giving out attitude [like moi] although in a recent appointment with the vet they informed me that he has a heart murmur and needs constant medication.
All these events have made me realise that I need to value the moment and not worry about the future because the future will happen even if I waste my time agonising over it.










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