This might come as a surprise to some of you, but life as a quadriplegic ain’t always full of fairytales and picnics. Don’t get me wrong, I definitely have more than my share of awesome days and love life, and all that good stuff, but sometimes when I get sick it just really sucks. Now, I try to keep my focus away from these crappier days in life, but figured I might as well share the wonderful difference Caleb made in my life last week when I was a sicky.
You see this whole being sick as a quadriplegic is full of not funness. You know the whole overall restlessness you get when you’re sick, wanting to thrash around and stuff when you’re in bed… well makes you almost feel like a prisoner when you’re paralyzed and can’t thrash around. Then there is the whole not being able to sweat which makes fevers quickly skyrocket out of control. And the the chills which for non-quadriplegics make you shiver all over, but for us with only biceps that activate make our arms contract right up into our face. Lots of fun stuff, and almost enough of the boohoo me stuff, but last week I had a silly little UTI get out of control because I couldn’t feel what was going on and got super sick because of it.
Crazy sick really… 103.9°F fever, shivering uncontrollably, restless, like absolute misery except for one wonderful thing… Caleb the super dog (okay, two wonderful things… Got some really great parents too). It’s like he just knew that something was up with me and did everything he could do to make me feel better. When I was freezing cold and couldn’t get warmed up, Caleb would jump up in bed and help warm me up… yeah he’s a heater. When my arms got contracted he’d help hold them in place. Back and forth, up and down, on and off the bed throughout the night he went as I got hot and cold over and over again. You would think he’d get irritated with all this waking up and getting up/down business, but not a chance he was there to help me and give me comfort however he could.
Even the next day when everyone else was up and at em, eating breakfast and having coffee, Caleb just wanted to stay with me to make me feel better. The comfort he gave me during these crappy sick days was just incredible… Talk about unconditional love!
So yeah, all the service dog things are great… picking up my cell phone when I drop it, tugging open doors, making the pretty ladies smile at me, yeah that’s all great stuff, but where Caleb really saved the day this past week was in the unconditional love and comfort he gave me. Just really feels wonderful to have any living thing love you and to love it back so much!