Friday, June 29, 2012
The Morning of Surgery
These are the things I am grieving, which I don’t think people think about when they tell me (repeatedly) that, “She’s going to be fine. Dogs adjust SO well to being blind.” While I understand that Lexie is going to be okay and adjust to being blind, there’s a part of her that is now gone forever, and I’m heartbroken over that. I do appreciate it when people try to cheer me up and help me look on the bright side of this situation, but I need to be allowed to be sad and upset about it for a while, too. Trust me, I can find the bright side to just about anything because I don’t see the point in wallowing in sadness or self-pity for very long. However, it takes a good dose of crying and, yes, even a little bit of the aforementioned wallowing for me to get it all out of my system and get to that place where I simply don’t WANT to be sad anymore. I’m not there yet, but I'm getting there.