What a Life. . . yes. . . What a life!

I just got out of the hospital, and as I lay here I am reflecting back on the first and past years of my life. I am going to be 9 years old this coming November,

but should I even be here today?

I guess even at conception I was not destined to have an easy life. I have some issues due to poor breeding practices, but it was my first year of existence that will most likely also impact my final days of life. . . whenever that might be.

I suffered extreme neglect and abuse my first year. I was beat-up pretty bad which required my tail to be amputated and my entire rear section reconstructed. Even though the doctors did the very best they could do; the damage was so great that I will always have a reminder of the first months of my life. My recovery took almost two years; but I still have many lingering problems. One happens to be sever back and nerve damage.

As I get older my back pain seems to get more and painful at times. This time it landed me in the hospital. I am really lucky to have a dad that not only saved me as a puppy from the abuse I suffered; but is so tuned into me that he knew something was hurting me more than usual and rushed me to the doctor to get some relief.

I have some pain medication now; and trying to lay quietly. We need to have another test soon to see if I need to have back surgery. I guess as I get older this pain will probably get greater and greater! If the doctors say I should have the surgery; that will be a difficult decision my dad needs to make. That will be a really big surgery for me. Being a seizure dog; just going under is a risk. There is a good chance that coming out of the anesthesia I will have a seizure. That can damage all the good work the surgeons did and leave me in a worse condition than I am now.

I am really scared but I won't let dad know how much because I know he will make the best decision for me!

Before he says yes to doing a surgery; I know my dad is going to see if acupuncture Reiki and some massage can help me! Just like all the other challenges we faced; he takes them head on and researches all options first. My dad doesn't ever take the easy road out. He hunts down and exhausts all options that make my life better. That is why I get home made food and gourmet dog treats!

What A life I have had and how lucky I am to have my dad! Yes. . . what a life no matter what happens!