Bitty’s hanging in there. He has some really good days but the bad days are starting to outnumber the good ones. Despite all of the comforts of his padded bed, the couches, and our bed, he has chosen to spend most of his time in my closet. He’s slowly leaving us. It’s heart breaking and downright cruel to watch a member of your family like this. But at the same time, at least we can spend time with him which is a luxury we didn’t have with Shem.
Bitty’s on a great painkiller that is administered every 8 hours. He continues to eat and drink a little. We are keeping a close eye on him to ensure that he doesn’t suffer. Andy and I try to take shifts so that we can sleep and take breaks outside of the house. But it doesn’t always work out as planned.