5/7/2012
Every single day since the surgery, I have questioned myself and our decision to proceed with surgery instead of putting him down. I question myself during every load of laundry, every minute I spend with Oscar instead with my children, every four hour round trip to Columbus. I question if all the money and time invested was worth it or just a huge mistake.
As if questioning myself isn't bad enough, I can tell everyone we tell about Oscar and his situation thinks we are crazy and made the wrong decision. Of course, no one has the guts to say anything, but it is obvious by their body language and what they don't say. It is even worse when someone comes to our home and sees Oscar trying desperately to get from point A to point B using only front legs.
At the end of the day, my husband and I are on the same page. He is happy, he is (otherwise) healthy and until we have reason to believe there is no hope of a recovery we will keep doing what we are doing.
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