Bright Light

The San Francisco 49ers are going to the Super Bowl. Beat the Atlanta Falcons to win the NFC Championship. Nail biter of a game. We were down 17-0 and came back.  The kid from Turlock, Colin Kapernick what a QB!!!!! 

Sweeeeeeet!!!

Loss

Picked up Ramona's ashes Friday. Her loss has shaken me to my core. Ramona had been a positive constant in my life. From the moment she entered my apartment in 2009 until the morning she left, we were partners. Now a noticeable void permeates. Eerie silence. An irreplaceable part of my psyche gone forever. It hurts.

The Sweetest Face

My beloved pound hound is gone.  Made the decision late last night as I lay with her on the bed.  Her breathing was labored. Occasional shakes. Knew her cancer ridden body was betraying her.  Called the vets office early and was there before they opened. Under the supervision of our caring vet, Dr. McCartney, she went to sleep. As was her nature she departed quietly and with grace. I miss you sweet face!!!

Shit

The new year isn't starting off well.  Ramona has been struggling with hind leg issues for the last few weeks. Stumbling and falling over. Took her to an orthopedic surgeon yesterday to have her spine evaluated. Irony of ironies.  Her spine is fine but her lungs are riddled with something. The Xray looked like she'd eaten bb's and marbles and they lodged in her lung cavity.  Two things it could be. Fungal infection or cancer. As far as the her tipsiness it's probably due a stroke. A neurological issue, not physical one.  So we get an answer to one issue and a very disheartening surprise.  We did have a fungal blood test administered and await results.  My gut feeling is it's not fungal. Her not eating, weight loss and tired nature which I originally chalked up to a new food and her pain medication might not be the result of those things. Adapting a wait and see demeanor but... 2013 sucks so far.

Once More Into The Breach

2013. Wow! Time's passage quickens as you grow older. What the hell did I do in 2012? Besides Cuba nothing else comes to mind. Yikes. Now that I've been told to clean up my act and stop damaging the internal self I am beginning anew. Clean slate. Eliminate the mundane. Forward. The second act begins.