A Bad Day.

 Last Wednesday we had a bad day... you see Griffin has lymphoma (a type of cancer) and has been having chemo treatments every couple of weeks.  (That's bad all by itself!) Wednesday we had to bring him in first thing in the morning.  Since Mae sleeps past 9:00 most days, I had no choice but to put her straight in the car, in her pjs and hand her a waffle to go (:  She's always happy when we have Grif along for the ride.  We got to the vet and someone came to take Griffin away... Mae was not okay with that and she completely fell apart.  It was heartbreaking, she didn't want to leave her dog.  She was crying, "Mommy, please don't go", stretching her little arms out towards the doors to the clinic.  PITIFUL!

I felt so badly for her.  We were close by her Nonna's house so I asked her if she wanted to go see her.  She said yes, of course, and so we stopped in for a quick visit...

Poor baby was happily playing tea party when she tripped and fell into their glass coffee table.  It is something that's replayed in my head a hundred times.  She cut her eye and was screaming and bleeding.    We drove her to the doctor to see if she needed stitches... and she did ):  She was so scared and screamed louder than I've heard her scream.  They asked me to hold her down, so I got up on the cot with her and laid down on her.  It was awful, she was so scared.  Hearing her scream was the worst thing I've had to hear.

She got a lollipop, and a strawberry baby smoothie... soon she was back to her happy self.  And after her nap we went to her very favorite place, the Humpus Bumpus book store and then went back to the vet to go get her dog.  She was very happy to see him and Griffin got a good report from the doctor.  So far he's done well on the chemo.

The next couple of days her eye was pretty swollen.

But that didn't keep her from having a fancy day. (This was all her doing.)

On Monday, we had to go back to have the stitches removed .  She has a black and blue eye now that looks like she got into my eyeshadow.

She screamed and cried again... I think she was even more afraid because last time hurt, but it went quick.  Her doctor gave her another strawberry smoothie

 

and she was ready to get out of there!

We went to get a balloon afterward, which made her a very happy girl.  

I hope these were her last stitches!