So Far…

So Great…

Is not easy to not hold him constantly, but he needs his lighting and warmth. He is resting. This morning, he felt awful.

He had his pain medicine at 2:35 p.m. (once daily is prescribed – it was 3 p.m. yesterday), ½ of a skinny syringe of water, a mouth rinse of his medicine followed (as swab tests detected a wee bit of yeast somehow), and then he wanted a few licks of prune baby food (itsy bit of calcium & multivitamin powder in it).

He has opened one or both eyes quite often since. He had a visitor. We went outside briefly a few times, and he has been receiving pep talks.

I am trying not to be overly optimistic. However, we need a miracle, and I don’t want to unmanifest it if that’s what we are seeing. He’s my little fighter and a rebel. He is strong in spirit and body. If you saw the way he fought against the doctor… it was special. For example, once he knew she wanted to look into his eyes, he closed them. He physically pushed his body from her (twice into my hands) multiple times. She and the assistant couldn’t help but chuckle.

I am staying by Murph’s side nearly all the time if I’m not holding him. My chair is about 20 inches from the top of his tail. So, I keep looking.

Anyway, that’s the update.

Thank you, everyone, for the support here. I have read to him every comment in hopes he understands something inside of that.

We don’t need any comments. We just want to let our friends know

“Give me Lizardry or give me Death!” ❤️ Murph & Dawn