Our dear old Poppy, who will be fifteen in April, has gone blind. At first we thought she was having dementia issues, but over the past couple of weeks it has become entirely evident that her sight is gone.
She is good other than this. I don't know who it is harder on...her or us. Breaks my heart. Little Daisy has taken to being her companion, snuggling up next to her as she sleeps. We are hoping that she will adjust and that we can keep her safe in her familiar environment.
Tomorrow is Rob's bimonthly MRI and all prayers for a clear scan will be greatly appreciated. Although he is doing well, we know the reality of his Goliath, and suffer from scanxiety.
I forgot to post the most recent quarterly
get together of the old ER staff. Kitty's husband, Kelly, was able to join us. He is about six months out from his brain cancer diagnosis and will also be having his MRI tomorrow. I know they would also appreciate prayers.