The back is not much better today. I thought it was when I got up, so I did my ADLs (nursing lingo for Activities of Daily Living) and now it's hurting just like yesterday. Arg. I am thankful for good family though, my mom made a couple of trips on my behalf yesterday and gave me some pain killers, a brace, and shocky device that I immediately broke trying to charge with my computer battery cord. Oops. The brace is helpful. My brother-in-law Chris brought me his extra fexiril. I'm not sure if any of the drugs are that great though, and I'm leery of using them any way. I feel foggy-slash-fuzzy and a little sleepy.
Tracy and Chris also brought some sad news with them last night. Our mutual friends, the Cliffords, had to put down their 10-year-old St. Bernard, Mumser. Mumser had an osteosarcoma on his front leg. Mumser was a great, cool, big dog who was the Alpha wherever he went. Now he is a spirit in the sky and I'm sure he'll look out for Baby Clifford on the way. His passing is a reminder that when we are young and optimistic about getting a cute little puppy, many of us also assumed the responsibility to throw in the towel for our best furry friends when the time comes. It is an awesome responsibility, it looms in the future for all responsible dog owners. So this is a shout out to Damon and Kristin: thanks for being such good friends to all of your friends, 2- and 4-legged. May you receive double blessings for the extension of your kindness to your buddy, Mumser.
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