"This is a gift" the vet said, and I looked at him confused. "You were gifted to have this dog live over 16 years". And he is right. Taco was one of the greatest gifts of my life. I will miss every day for the rest of my life. I love you, my sweet, sweet, boy. Thank you. Thank you for everything. Kiss Aunt Angie and Nanny for me, ok? Xoxo and xoxox forever.
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Two stents later...two daily injections that I have to give myself of blood thinners, and the most horrendous pain I've ever endured. I had no idea it would be this bad...but i know it will get better. This is a lifelong syndrome....and maybe thats what upsets me the most, but I am alive. And if it had not been fixed, who knows what may have happened. Another, second chance i am grateful for.