Macy Mae

I've blogged about Macy before. Poor thing hasn't had much blog space with the new baby and the deployment. But she's just as present as ever in our lives and we love her even more than we did five years ago. 

Macy's 5th birthday just passed. We celebrated it as we always do, together. It wasn't the same without my husband but we made do. 

Macy may only be 5, but she's had a rough go of it this year and I haven't wanted to blog about it. I was hoping this would be something we could fix for her or something that would fix itself. Unfortunately that's not the case, and to say I'm devastated about it would be an understatement. 

Towards the end of my pregnancy, we noticed Macy was having some difficulty getting around. She wouldn't jump into our car like she used to or even jump on the back door. We took her to the vet and we found out that she had a blood parasite. This can cause deterioration of the joints. This was good and bad news. Bad because obviously blood parasites aren't good, but good news because that meant it was fixable with medication and wasn't hip dysplasia. 

Well fast forward to now. Macys blood parasite is gone and her joints have gotten worse over time. Today I've had to come to terms with the fact that she has hip dysplasia. For those of you who aren't familiar with that, it's basically arthritis in her hips. There's no cure and all we can do is manage her pain until we can't. 

I think the worst part of this whole ordeal is I've had to come to terms with Macy's mortality. None of us ever wants to think about losing a member of their family when they've become so engrained in everything you do. That's what Macy is to us, family. Being forced to realize that Macy won't be around forever is sobering and painful. And during all this, all I want is a hug from my husband and to hear him say we will get through this together. Nothing quite substitutes a hug from my husband. And I know this has got to be hard on him also. I know he'd like nothing better than to be here for me and Macy. We will just have to hold onto each other from a distance the best we can for now. 

At least Macy's blood panels show she's totally healthy otherwise. So it's just our job to keep her pain at bay and continue to keep her healthy. Taking care of Macy and Elise has become more than a full time job. It can be exhausting but I wouldn't have it any other way. These two are my girls. My babies. And I find fulfillment in caring for them. They're my family and since I can't take care of my husband right now, I will diligently take care of the family I do have with me. 

With Macys recent diagnosis, I find it more important than ever to make the little things count. No such thing as too many pictures or too much time together. Just need to get my husband home so we can all be together again. 

Happy birthday sweet Macy Mae. Here's to many more years together. We love you so much, sweet girl.