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hug meNow Playing: Day 2801-Next GP Chapter... Turning Lemons Into Lemonade :)
You've come a l-o-n-g way baby!
Baby Big LOVE
So many have been asking how he has been doing since surgery?
I am very happy to say that Mr. Big LOVE is doing extremely well! Way past any expectations!
Our veterinarian here in town is very happy with his post-surgical recovery. We were told that Big LOVE might always have a bit of an issue with his tail due to the rope that was tightly tied around it. Over the past week we have come across another unfortunate new finding that has slowly come to light due to the abuse he suffered. Mr. Big LOVE has a hard time getting to sleep with the twitching that he experiences due to focal seizures. Our local veterinarian with a heart of gold for all rescued fur children believes that the neurological issues, along with many broken teeth could be from head trauma that he most likely suffered by the hands of the abuser.
It honestly just breaks my heart. It makes Eric livid as hell to imagine a person or persons that were so violent and abusive towards another living, breathing life. I firmly believe that we crossed paths with this little guy with a HUGE HEART for a reason. I also believe that the good Lord places those within our path for a reason. A very good reason! To be rescued and saved. To be cared for and loved for unconditionally by our entire little family. Even kitty sitter Snoreo that instantly bonded and keeps him company in front of his temporary giant crate when we have to step out of the house for a bit during the day.
Evenings are now the time that I look forward to the most! As I make my way back to Mr. Big LOVE's room and lay him on my lap among the many big comfy blankets. His eyes tell so much as if to unlock the key to his soul. He is as gentle as they come for undergoing such an undeserving start of life. I promise that here on out. His days will be filled with nothing but pure love and forever happiness. As spoiled as spoiled can be for such a very special kitty. Mr. Big LOVE deserves nothing but the best! The best he will have for the rest of his happy feline life with our little family.
A safe place, warm shelter, food, lots of treats and far too many toys with those who love him bigger than life itself.
Mr. Big LOVE's new home~
YOU'VE come a l-o-n-g way baby!
XOXOXO
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ANIMALS OF HURRICANE HARVEY 
lucky
We are most definitely lucky to have such an exceptionally loving, yet quite unique kind of family. Snoreo has instantly taken over as kitty sitter while mommy and daddy are resting. It was too darn cute walking in to see Snoreo sleeping in front of Big LOVE's temporary napping headquarters. Actually...Snoreo's giant size cage which is big enough to provide all the safe, sound, comforts for a special kitty's transition into his new home. Our home. Thankfully we have yet to find time for our garage sale as we still come across hidden gems of our very own! Heeheeheeheehee! I knew there was a reason for saving what is now Big LOVE's new toys, super comfy cat tree, heated kitty house with plush pillow, window perch for lazy afternoon bird watching and an extra large recliner to unwind from a busy kitty day!
While still repairing, repainting and redecorating our home. We have 1 last bedroom to complete which is now Mr. Big LOVE's temporary retreat so we can s-l-o-w-l-y introduce him to his new siblings and furrever home. So far? It has been amazing how everyone instantly bonds with him. Big LOVE's heart knows no boundaries! He has not once hissed at anyone or anything. All Mr. Big LOVE knows how to do is purr and give kisses to everyone. Including Mittens kitty through the temporary baby gate that separates his next move to total house freedom. It's amazing to watch his true loving personality slowly start to shine through after living such a tragic life of a very scared cat that once lived under anything outdoors that could possibly provide him safety from any further abuse. Upon closer veterinarian examination, we were told that Big LOVE had lived his first year as a very abused kitty. It was first evident to myself and Eric upon seeing a rope tied around his tail. We were also told that he appeared to suffer repetitive physical abuse which left him with fractured and some permanently broken teeth. 
During that late afternoon playtime at our local dog park. We had just picked up a few odds and ends at the store prior to stopping by so Snoreo could get some of his energy out at the park. This malnourished, very sickly looking grey cat with a rope tied around his tail instantly had my heart. NO way was I not going to at least offer some food and water. So...while Eric was playing with Snoreo. This gal sprung into Mother Wild action! Heeheeheeheehee! Now I know where Eric gets my nickname! 
At first, it was impossible to get anywhere close enough to the grey cat in hopes of cutting the rope off it's tail. In fact, it took a few weeks in order to get close enough to realize the grey cat was a male tabby. As the days and weeks went by...I slowly gained his trust as he remained to have my heart. Actually OUR hearts! Eric fell in love with him too! Who could not fall in love with such a sweetheart that now goes by the name of Mr. Big LOVE
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6AM and time to get up, wake up and face the music of a third hospital attempt. Final testing and surgery.
Eric was prepared for a long morning into the early afternoon hours at the hospital. I was prepared for a long morning into the early afternoon hours of anything goes at the hospital. Round 3. Regardless if I was preparing myself mentally. Physically I failed pre-op testing with failing colors. Typically when my body temperature dips pretty low. It usually goes back up again after home injections. But not this morning. My blood pressure was no better. It reminds me of my last surgery several years ago when they had one heck of a time keeping my blood pressure elevated. During and after surgery. Unfortunately all surgical notes also remain under your medical records. Online hospital EPIX system. 
...so far. 
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NO'hio!
'hio! Heeheeheeheehee! 
It was bound to happen. In time, it had to happ. 
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Once my body temperature drops and necessary chemicals begin to decline. So does my energy levels and the inability to hardly move which has all been very new to me. Then its back to being stuck inside the house. Resting once again on the ole couchbed. Not only has this become frustrating as hell for me. But on days, like today, when it is super nice outside. The last thing I want to be is stuck indoors with limitations. So far, injections have provided me some temporary relief. But they only last for so many hours at a time. Then once again my body becomes depleted...right back on the couchbed...again.
At least we still do our best to catch a break when a good moment hits. I value my moments! It's during those times when we do our best to get up and rush out the door so we can continue enjoying a bit of this early fall-like weather here in the country. BEAUTIFUL! Snoreo still needs his exercise and we all most definitely need some fresh air! Outdoor air~Ahhhhhhh.... 
This evening we finished up the remaining sections of the hand texturized ceiling. Not only literally, using our hands, but even with the lace detailing. Talking about a once-in-a-lifetime project! Never again would I spend that much time on one bedroom. Crazy!! Of course, the end result is most certainly worth the wait as the ceiling literally does look like rippled waves of dancing water. The most appropriate bedroom theme for our new country coastal remodeled home. LOVE IT! This actually might just be our favorite room so far! It took us more than a few additional weeks. But we are beyond happy to say...It is FINITO! Finally COMPLETE!
Looks like it's R&R time for Eric, myself and the fur gang this evening. We can't afford having both of us sick. No way. No how. 
If it wasn't for such a scary injection that also must be used for final testing before surgery. I believe that one would be in a far better place mentally for what is ahead of me. If they didn't sit down with us, explaining the side effects, risks and sometimes fatal complications. One wouldn't be rethinking everything over and over and over again in my mind. It has gotten so bad that I had my first dream of actually dying. Of all places...I was having a test, in the hospital. I am most definitely one to believe in signs. The very vivid dream has me very frightened, extremely concerned and darn straight...worried! So much so that I reached out to my psychologist of over 9 years back in Ohio for a very important meeting next week. I really need some seriously sound advice and who better than from my psychologist who has been helping me cope with the in's and out's for almost a decade. I need some very serious and strong advice. So far, the advice and opinions of others are mostly ones of great concern. My therapist and LC here in Indiana have not been seeing me that long to know everything with regards to my unique journey. Although myself and Eric still highly respect and value their opinions with regards to my health.
when things progress to your brain and your body starts to go into crisis mode. I think anyone in my situation would be scared and extremely worried. Rightfully so! 
happy
Nothing like getting your big, comfy fall clothes out a bit earlier than usual. But no complaints from this gal. I LOVE IT!
If this weather continues, we both plan on tackling this golf course next month. I might not be much of a golfer...but the views will most definitely be worth a try! Eric has played golf many times over his lifetime. As for myself...I am lucky to just hit the ball off the green. Hahahahaha! It should be a really good laugh of a time! 
Hahahahaha! 