There is no greater miracle than love itself. Love is a verb, love is action word. Love means taking action whether it’s comfortable or not, doing what you know needs to be done.
I went to see a dear friend who’s almost a hundred years old who lost her dog and is failing herself. I just went over to bring her some flowers and a card I had brought her to let her know I sympathized about the loss of her dog.
When I arrived she and her caregiver were stressed as she was very uncomfortable and blocked up. The medicine she takes and the sedentary nature of her existence right now means her tummy doesn’t move like it should and she was quite uncomfortable.
I went to the local drugstore and picked up some enemas and glycerin suppositories and some other things that I thought would be helpful. I went back with supplies in hand and we got things moving again for her. After a short time, she was able to feel comfortable as the stress of her tummy subsided, which helped her feel somewhat better. But we must never underestimate the connection of mind and body. Yes, the medication she takes and her lack of mobility did affect her physically, but we can’t rule out that the grief she was feeling over the loss of a beloved pet had made even harder to let go of the pain in her tummy.
Her caregiver is also a pet lover and understood the depth of the loss her patient had suffered. Honestly I was so grateful I was able to be available for my friend and her caregiver who is also my friend ,and I’m glad that it all went smoothly and she had some relief.