Need good thoughts

Mr. Maximus, my million dollar baby, is severely injured. Something has happened to his cervical spine and he cannot walk well right now. He is at out vet for care- mainly steroids and rest. Tomorrow we take him to the neurologist because he is getting worse instead of better which means surgery might be our only option. Even then, the odds of surgery are somewhat scary. If it's not surgery, it's the big E. I am not prepared.

I can't eat.
I can't sleep.
I can't stop crying.

But the world will not stop for my crisis, so I must complete homework assignments due tonight, and take an exam for school. I have to be a mom and try to not fall apart in front of Becks. I will have to explain to my boy why his dog isn't here. I have to find a way to cope and I really just want to sit in a very dark room, in a very tight small, and wallow in my sadness.

Please think of Max.

Please hug your babies for me.

And please take pictures of them. I am realizing I haven't taken a photo of him in weeks and I may never forgive myself for that.