My Song is Ending: By Foley Monster
Hi my sweet, wonderful, loyal friends. Although I don't have a specific time frame I am afraid my song will be ending much sooner than I had planned. I have an enlarged heart, which is quite ironic, since my friends have always said I have a big heart. I have an ultrasound for tomorrow and then my parents will see if I can be treated medically. I am going to try and hang on for as long as I can but it's the little things we take for granted, like breathing, that has been my downfall. I was up all night because I am having such trouble getting air that if I lay down I can't breathe. Mommy and Daddy have very teary eyes today. I have to be separated from them for most of day tomorrow until I get my ultrasound and then we will find out how much more of my song I can sing. Don't pray for me, I am the mini Monster, and I will always be with my friends, online, in your dreams, there forever more, but pray for my parents, who can barely function on good days, and for Pocket, who is going to have to rebuild their hearts. All songs end, no matter how beautiful, I don't know if mine will be in weeks, months, or in a couple of years, but I have enjoyed singing it to all of you, and to my beloved Mom, and will keep doing so until that big paw comes to me from the sky and leads to to the Bridge and the Land of Never Ending Tomorrows. Until that day comes I am determined to keep you smiling with my earthly adventures, and after that to keep you smiling with adventures from another realm. Keep smiling friends, every day with our parents is a gift, and we need to enjoy them.
A Single Heartbeat: Pocket's Update on Foley's Condition
Hi
my wonderful friends, it’s Pocket Dog. I wish it wasn’t. I wish it
was Foley barking at you to say that she is home, fine, and aced that
test, unfortunately I can’t do that right now.
Last
night Foley’s breathing became very labored. Mommy and Daddy had one
of those conversations that humans have without speaking. The
conversation basically said “This isn’t good. What should we do? If
she is going pass tonight I would rather she did it with us in bed then
it a hospital. I agree.”
Foley
made it to morning and went to the vet’s. She was immediately taken
and put into an oxygen tent. Once she had stabilized she was given an
x-ray that confirmed what was obvious, that her heart was failing.
Now
the doctors are trying to determine if her heart is strong enough to be
treated with medicine. She told me through the mental connection us
sisters have that if it is she will be home on Monday, and if it isn’t,
she says the Lord only gives us so many heartbeats and if she has
reached her limit then there is nothing anyone can do about it. She is
sure that your prayers, and your love, have added to her heartbeats, and
she loves you all.
She
also asked me something before she left. She asked what the loudest
sound in the world was. I said her farts. But she said no. It’s a
single heartbeat. Heartbeats fade to the background during our daily
lives, but, when you return home, as Mommy and Daddy did today without
Foley, and you don’t hear that heartbeat anymore, you realize the sound
of a single heartbeat is louder and more beautiful than 1,000 piece
symphony orchestra.
Oh
how we miss that heartbeat. Oh how we long to hear it within these
walls again. It was the most beautiful song I ever heard. I didn’t
realize it until it was gone.
I
know Foley asked you not to pray for her, but I am not as modest, in
fact I am darn needy, and I need to hear the symphony again. That
heartbeat symphony.
Play on my big sister, my world, my life, Mommy’s angel, Daddy’s best friend, play on.
