Monday, June 16, 2008


Tonight is a good night. Quite honestly I thought there was a 50/50 chance that I was going to come home and Beauregard would be gone. So when he greeted me at the door today, the tears were finally tears of joy. I can't stop crying, I can't believe my guy is so sick, so quickly. But tonight he was doing better, so he got another dose of his herbal remedies and a car ride. He seems to be doing a little better although he's wheezing when he breathes, which I know is not good. I'm just thrilled that he's not worse. All day long I prayed "fight big man, fight" and he did.


Judi said...

Yea, a good day then. I am glad you have the rest of the week with him.

Prairie Primitives Folk Art said...

awwww, i'm glad beau was waiting for you when you got home! i'm sure he enjoyed the car ride!

dolphyngyrl said...

*hugs* for both of you.