Thursday afternoon, was feeling very very tired. To that point that you feel your legs just can’t carry you. Teatime – dire need to put my pyjamas on. The whole afternoon I slept on the sofa, with the exception of the times my Labrador, Buddy, would wake me. He would look at me and if he could speak he would say mother just try something to eat or drink a fortisip.
Buddy is a wonderful golden Labrador. He follows me around everywhere I go. Sits patiently in the bathroom, always at my feet or by my side when I’m sitting down. Accompanies me to kitchen, stands and looks at the fridge – I know he is wondering if perhaps he can have something to eat. When I’m in
bed, his duvet bed is in our bedroom. I’m up at night – Buddy is up at night. He carries clothes through to the washing machine. Most importantly he knows when my blood sugars are dropping too low. I can be in a sound sleep, I will suddenly feel a paw on my shoulder; tap tap. I open my eyes to see his big square head looking over me. On checking my blood sugar levels after buddy has woken me – they are always around the 2.5 mark. He has an instinct that i need to drink one of my fortisip Drinks.
As well as Buddy we have Bella, she is also a golden lab, 2 years younger than Buddy. She doesn’t quite keep as close as Buddy. However, if I am home alone. Or on a sofa on my own, I will have a Labrador on either side of me. Bella is protective of me, keeps her ears open for anything out of the ordinary happening. Bella is just as faithful, and is learning the household duties and definetly likes to carry things for you. The softness of the labs mouth, they will carry something for you for a considerable time or distance and will not damage or mark it. however she is a Daddy’s girl and knows what side her bread is buttered on – she very much looks forward to Steve’s cuddles, playing football, letting them run free outside with him.
Friday, I was violently sick. While shouting hughie down the loo I had both Labradors in the family bathroom with me. I was sweating and Bella was gently licking my feet, I know to many that sounds yuk, but for me it was comforting and when your heart is pounding in your ears it’s good to know someone or something is looking out for you. Buddy takes charge and sits upright by my side as I grip the pan. If he could hold my hand he would. At last I’m sure nothing more can come out. After composing myself to get back to the sofa, we three walk along the long hallway together. Bella taking the lead and Buddy walking by my side. Bella only one step ahead, normally she would run along the hallway. This day she walks slowly at my pace. Her ears pinned back listening to my every move. I get to the sofa, fall asleep and wake up an hour or so later: both dogs faithfully down at my feet.
Saturday felt like a nothing day. Disappeared so quickly.
Sunday – today. The first day I feel up to making a cuppa. Brian and Margaret popped in for a visit. I’m not very good with visitors when I’m feeling rubbish, but there are some people that you don’t mind calling on you at any time. My brother Brian and sister in law Margaret are in that class. They don’t mind if they don’t get a cuppa, or the dogs hairs need vacuumed. And I don’t mind what I’m like when they come. They want to visit regardless – which is lovely. They brought me a beautiful present. A zebra picture. I love it. Buddy loved the cuddles from Margaret too 🙂
I thought I would bath and get some slacks and a t shirt on. Alas, it’s 4.45pm – I’m washed and in fresh pyjamas. My labs don’t mind as long as they get a hug. It’s a slow evening snuggled up on the sofa. And I think after the busy week my hubby has had he is benefiting from chilling on the couch.