Cali is doing better today. Her bilirubin is down, lower than it has been since her initial blood draws oh, so long ago. She is slightly less exhausted, and is manifesting some motility of the biliary tree and the jejunum. Today, they will increase her j-tube feedings and offer chicken baby food to see if she has an appetite.My son is of the opinion that this health crisis is in part due to Cali giving up on life, due to a sort of depression. In the past two years, she has lost the two other dogs she has known since birth, Lacey the Beagle to old age, and Gordita her sister to a terrible drowning accident. Meanwhile, I have been working long hours and the kids have all left home. It makes perfect sense. Even people die of very real diseases and conditions that have no identifiable cause other than sadness or grief. We've all heard of the married couples who die within days or weeks or months of one another.
Dare we hope that our little bean will come home to us? I do, against all odds. I do.
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