We are so thankful that our Mark is still alive. God is so merciful. It could have been so much worse. I think about the book of Job sometimes and draw so much courage from it. Knowing that no matter what the circumstances may be, blessed be the name of the Lord. The Lord has given us more than any would deserve and to be spared so many other hardships as Job went through is amazing. I feel that we are being prepared even more with the ministry that God has given us so we can understand and be more compassionate to others in need. It is through these trials that we really get to know God and his mercy. I was planning the treatment, but since Mark is not able to work for awhile, I have to use the money that was saved for that to pay bills now. It is okay, I will be fine. Yesterday I got my wheelchair. The tendons in my arms were injured, so I could not use the walker to pull my body around on one leg any more. My wheelchair is quite comfortable and I can get around a lot easier using it. I was struggling so much just to walk around that it just wasn’t even worth trying anymore. I just need to rest this painful body for a while so it can improve. Mark seems to have some brain trouble, like a peripheral nerve damage, so when he tries to grab for one thing he cant get it the first try. Maybe that will heal with time but we just do not know. It just could have been really bad.
Yesterday our faithful dog Jibity died. She was the cute fluffy airedale on all our Homesteading DVDs. Cancer of the spline was the cause of her death. The vet said she was not really suffering much at all so that is really nice. I guess this kind of cancer grows very slowly for a couple years or more. The dog will live a normal, happy life until the tumor gets so big it bursts. Then they collapse. That is what happened to our poor dog. Miles is especially sad about this. I actually helped deliver the pup in my kitchen about about one month after Miles was born. I took a photo of the two newborns curled up together. They grew up together and Jibity even slept on the floor near Miles her whole life long. She was extremely obedient. She never chewed up things, pottied in the house, never ran away on us, never barked unless she saw a stranger at the door, and she always gave us so much love and companionship. Jibity was with us before we started dreaming about homesteading, when all I could fix was boxed dinners. She lived through the adventures in Tennessee, all the moving, all the blood sweat and tears. We shall all miss her greatly-our faithful friend, Jibity.
Yesterday our faithful dog Jibity died. She was the cute fluffy airedale on all our Homesteading DVDs. Cancer of the spline was the cause of her death. The vet said she was not really suffering much at all so that is really nice. I guess this kind of cancer grows very slowly for a couple years or more. The dog will live a normal, happy life until the tumor gets so big it bursts. Then they collapse. That is what happened to our poor dog. Miles is especially sad about this. I actually helped deliver the pup in my kitchen about about one month after Miles was born. I took a photo of the two newborns curled up together. They grew up together and Jibity even slept on the floor near Miles her whole life long. She was extremely obedient. She never chewed up things, pottied in the house, never ran away on us, never barked unless she saw a stranger at the door, and she always gave us so much love and companionship. Jibity was with us before we started dreaming about homesteading, when all I could fix was boxed dinners. She lived through the adventures in Tennessee, all the moving, all the blood sweat and tears. We shall all miss her greatly-our faithful friend, Jibity.
