June 7, 2008

Thursday, January 29, 2009

My own version of Patrick Swayze...


I'm not sure if anyone watched, or even cared about, the Patrick Swayze interview about a month ago. In the interview, Patrick is asked how he feels about the cancer and people saying that he is already on his deathbed. He gets this determined look in his eye and tells people that he isn't dead yet, and that they need to watch and see what he does. It was his form of glaring at those people that think he is on his way out and daring them to watch and see.

I started to laugh the other night when I put two and two together and realized that I have my own version of Patrick Swayze. It wasn't long ago that I watched my relatively healthy horse fall down and have massive seizures in his stall. There was a time when I was alone with him, while the vet made some calls, that I started to tear up. I saw him, blood dripping down his face, not recognizing me, smelling the same way that Dee Dee smelled the day I had her put down (they were both given medication that makes them smell different), and I lost it. Was I going to loose another horse? Was I going to have to hold him while he was given the shot? It was all so unreal and scary. Everyone seemed devastated and hopeless. It was like there was nothing we could do for him. I began to have little talks with him. Most of these talks consisted of me telling him that if it was time and I was being selfish keeping him here, that he needed to let me know. I gave him permission to pass away. I told him that I wouldn't blame him if he needed to leave this world and be with Dee Dee. I didn't know if he was in pain, I didn't know if he even knew who I was. Once I started to have these chats with him, he started to turn around. I gave him one dose of medication and he just seemed to snap out of it. He started being affectionate with me again. He started coming out of his stall. He recognized me and his surroundings. He was the same horse I had grown to love for so many years. It was like he thought about what I said, and said, "Screw that! You can't get rid of me that easily! You just watch and see what I do! You think the vets were confused about me before..watch them try to figure this recovery out! HAHAHA!!!"

So, for the many people that have been so concerned about General, I thank you. I hope that he continues to confuse the crud out of us.

2 comments:

Lynsey said...

Hey there!

Good to hear another positive update on General; hopefully once the weather gets better (if it ever will) that will help him too!

As for your comment on the names; I completely forget your baby choices...however, how many Amanda's, Mike's, Lynsey's and Sean's in this world?!?!?!

Lynsey said...

the word verification to leave a commment is priceless...."menfat". Had to share that with you!