The outpouring of support for Melvin and I has been humbling. From the comments on Facebook and the blog, to the private messages and emails, the texts and phones calls. We are truly blessed. It is impossible to feel alone in this, we are surrounded by the best of all the people.
A few shout outs..
- Chick’s person reaching out with complete empathy having gone several weeks thinking they had the same diagnosis. I felt better knowing someone knew what I was feeling and she had great insight on dietary changes to implement.
- Turk’s person, who is still dealing with her own grief, checking in daily.
- Moby’s person, who knows all too well how hard a cancer diagnosis is, always reaching out at just the right moment
- Kate, who when I asked if she could come snap some photos of Melvin and I, didn’t waste one minute, she showed up only days later
- Another ‘Oh’ blog mom who is facing cancer with two of her dog reaching out to let me know she is here for me, so now we are here and there for each other.
- Jenn, our soul blog/dog/mama being there, always.
- Morgan, who doesn’t know it but her messages come in the exact moment i need a ‘ding’
- Deb, who doesn’t pray, but prayed for us.
- Jen, for sending support from the farthest away and always making it seem like she is right here.
- For Mazzie’s person, giving me pep talks at midnight
- and Kelly, for strategizing how she could help from three hours away.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. I can never, ever, thank you enough.
There are so many more, if I neglected to mention you, know that it’s due to my brain not functioning properly, not because I don’t feel you holding me up. I most certainly do.
Our story of kindness of today: The vet called in a prescription to a local pharmacy and I went in the next day to pick it up. For some reason it didn’t get filled and they were all trying to find out why. Finally a woman came up to me, and in a low voice said, “the prescription costs $320 and since it’s for a dog, we didn’t fill it because we didn’t know if you wanted to pay that much”.
I paused and thought HOLD THE TEARS IN, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD JUST TALK NORMAL. I said, “he’s nearing the end, so there is really no amount I won’t pay to make him comfortable“. My voice cracked, tears filled my eyes. She smiled, whispered she was sorry and said they’d fill it right away. I stepped aside and about five minutes later the head pharmacist came out. I now the head pharmacist because when you have migraines and a strange blood clotting disorder, you stand in line at the pharmacy A LOT.
She said, ‘every week you are here, smiling, asking us how we are doing. It breaks our heart to hear about Melvin and to see you so sad. We are going to pray for Melvin and for you. And in the meantime, we had a coupon for the medication’. She then handed me the bottle and sent me on my way.
No words. Just deep gratitude for you all.