Friday, January 29, 2010

Friday, January 29

This week was better than any of us could have imagined.  It seems like Bill really has turned that proverbial corner and was motivated, agreeable, and downright jovial this week.  After a bit of a showdown with his nurse on Monday regarding what time he should get up in the morning (anyone who knows Bill will surely agree that this is completely within character for him) something clicked and he stopped struggling against every single little thing.  I would hold my breath every morning this week, afraid that the pattern had finally broken, but it never did.

He continues to work on the anxiety and on Wednesday he met a therapy dog.  The dog happened to show up just as a procedure with his trach was being started.  The speech and respiratory therapists will deflate the air in the cuff that holds his trach in place so that when he exhales the air goes up past his vocal cords (rather than out through the hole in his throat) and he can talk.  For some reason, deflating his cuff has led to massive panic attacks the past week or so but he was so transfixed by the dog that he didn't panic at all.  I was not actually around when this happened, but I have been instructed by Bill to be there next week and meet the dog for myself.  I've seen this dog in the halls of the Shepherd Center and can say without a doubt that she is the most obese Rottweiler I've ever seen.  I heard she crawled into Bill's lap and stole his heart. 

I know that there will be other setbacks and bumps in the road, but it has been so great to have experienced this week.  For once things seemed to go better than expected and I hope Bill realizes that, too.


  1. YEA BILL!!!!!!!!!! That is so great, keep up the good work and the good thoughts. Will keep you and your family in prayer. What the weather like where your at. It's really cold here in Hannibal, but no snow as of yet, but I think Marietta may be getting some.
    Sarah, Leslie is getting down to baby time maybe another week, sure hope the weather is good when little Smith decides to enter the world, take care. Jeanne

  2. I am in my third relationship with a Rottweiler and I can tell you that they are a very special and misunderstood breed of dog. As I read your last post about the Rottweiler therapy dog it was forming an instant picture in my head. While our Cyndi has a far too rambunctious nature for Bill to handle, she also has that heart breaking tender side of her nature. Hopefully Bill can at sometime in his future have such a dog as the Rottweiler that came to see him. I am renimded of the peom I have included below.

    The Power Of The Dog
    by Rudyard Kipling

    There is sorrow enough in the natural way
    From men and women to fill our day;
    And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
    Why do we always arrange for more?
    Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
    Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

    Buy a pup and your money will buy
    Love unflinching that cannot lie--
    Perfect passion and worship fed
    By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
    Nevertheless it is hardly fair
    To risk your heart for a dog to tear.

    When the fourteen years which Nature permits
    Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
    And the vet's unspoken prescription runs
    To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
    Then you will find--it's your own affair--'ve given your heart for a dog to tear.

    When the body that lived at your single will,
    With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!);
    When the spirit that answered your every mood
    Is gone--wherever it goes--for good,
    You will discover how much you care,
    And will give your heart for the dog to tear.

    We've sorrow enough in the natural way,
    When it comes to burying Christian clay.
    Our loves are not given, but only lent,
    At compound interest of cent per cent.
    Though it is not always the case, I believe,
    That the longer we've kept 'em, the more do we grieve:
    For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
    A short-time loan is as bad as a long--
    So why in Heaven (before we are there)
    Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?

    I think this covers it...


  3. OK, I have to agree. I am a huge fan of rottweilers too. I would love to see a picture of that huge dog on Bill's bed.

  4. Excellent news! Nice work, Bill, Sarah, and the obese Rottweiler ;-) - chantal