On Sunday night my sweet dog Sandy, who was adopted by my Dad and stepmom when I moved, was having difficulty breathing.
On Monday she was seen by the vet who diagnosed her with a possible tumor on her lungs. Sandy was an old girl so we didn't want to do anything invasive...by Tuesday evening, she had died :(
My daughter was really upset...and my son just doesn't get it...although he has told everyone we see that "Sandy died". We are so lucky to have found Sandy (at a shelter in TX)...she was the sweetest, most laid back dog I've ever been around. I am so thankful that she has been a part of our family.
On Tuesday, I also had a doctor's appointment for lower back pain. I may have been putting this appointment off for some time...like a year. I had an x-ray which, according to the tech, looked fine. Then was ordered to go to physical therapy.
Wearing the pants was probably the highlight of that... basically my back is tight and I need to stretch it more...which is good news, but I feel like I wasted my time and money to find that out. I probably should have just gone and gotten a massage.
I am so glad it is the weekend. Two days off of not waking up at 6:20!!! Wooohoo.
I hope y'all have a great weekend!