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« Reply #3500 on: July 14, 2009, 08:56:42 PM »

Fanny, as I am a new monkey, can we post long comments on this thread?  I would really like to share with you a beautiful story from the Bible about what I think dying is like.  I just don't want to overstep my bounds as I'm really not too clear about the rules.  I know we shouldn't be O/T in other threads, but I didn't know if it would be appropriate here.
I don't even know how to ask the Mods.
Sweet dreams, tonight I am going to ride a handsome horse across the night sky and we are going to look for shooting stars.

I think it would be fine to post a beatuful story from the Bible here.
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« Reply #3501 on: July 14, 2009, 11:53:11 PM »

Here is a story about dying and resurrection:  Jesus was on his way to Jerusalem when he stopped at one of the local synagogues.  It was his custom to preach and teach wherever he could, and this Sabbath day was no exception.  Word had spread that Jesus was in town . . . the very same Jesus who had cast out demons and had made the blind to see, the deaf to hear, and the lame to leap.
   The synagogues were meeting places for prayer and worship services. It also had an area for the study of and discussion about the Torah—God’s laws by which they lived.  People gathered from the town and the surrounding villages.  They found their way into the synagogue and claimed their rightful places—the men in the main area of the synagogue and the women separated and hidden behind a kind of grillwork with the children and slaves.  They gathered to witness the presence of the one whom others claimed to be miracle worker. Perhaps this day they would see and hear for themselves what Jesus was all about.
   At the very back of the room behind the grillwork and close to the women’s entrance could be seen a grotesque shadow.  Nothing but a shadow -- or so it seemed -- gave shape to the figure of a woman bent double.  Curved and folded in upon itself, the deformed body had been her burden to carry for eighteen years.   
   If the people had not been so preoccupied with Jesus’ visit, they would have noticed her and denied her entrance into the synagogue.  She certainly had no business being where she was that day, after all, she was unclean!
   All was quiet.  Anticipation hung in the air with the incense.  Jesus stepped forward and held up the Torah to read God’s word.  He paused long enough to look at the faces watching him.
   But what about that shadow of a woman . . . the one with the misshapen body who slouched and leaned against the wall?  She could not see Jesus, and yet she knew he was looking at her.  She could feel the congregation turn toward her.  It was frightening . . . but she was going to keep standing there until commanded to leave.
   Jesus called her.  Out loud.  In public.  In the synagogue.  It was strictly forbidden by rabbinic law that a man give any public recognition to a woman—let alone speak openly to one.  But here was Jesus—this unorthodox preacher—calling her to him.  Surely there must be some mistake.  He should not be addressing her. Not the hunchback possessed with a spirit of infirmity.  Not the one from whom people recoiled and for whom they stepped aside to avoid the risk of her touch.  But there was that clear voice again. Jesus was calling her to come to him.
   Jesus’ speech parted the crowd like the Red Sea, and there she was!  This time people moved not to avoid her, but to look at her.  It was as if, for the first time in eighteen years, she really existed.  Above the murmuring of the assembly, the shuffle of her sandals against the hard floor echoed throughout the synagogue.  Each step seemed an eternity of slow, awkward, painful motion, but Jesus was in no hurry.  In that long moment between where she had been and where she was going, she knew who was in charge.  It was Jesus who was Lord.
   She stood in front of him.  Bowed in upon herself—just as she was.  Because she could not lift her head because she was so bowed over, she could see only his hands and his feet.  She wondered what his face looked like— this teacher, who through the power of his voice parted the crowd and made her feel whole.  Everyone was waiting to see what would happen.
   “Woman,” Jesus said, “Woman, you are freed from your infirmity.  Rid of your ailment. Set free from this disease. You are no longer bound. Woman, you are free!”
   These words spilled over her like sweet perfume and baptized her with new possibilities. They anointed her lonely, parched heart. They loosened the vicious pain of bone and tissue and sinew that had for days and years turned in upon her body.
   “Woman,” Jesus was saying again to her, “you are free from your infirmity.”
   In that moment between sickness and health, between brokenness and wholeness, the woman knew the decision was hers to make.  She was held between the grasp of a familiar past and the promise of a future yet unknown to her soul.  
   Jesus waited.  He waited until he knew her heart had decided, and then he reached toward her and laid his hands upon her. It was like awakening from a cramped position in a long, hard sleep.  No longer bent over, her body still ached from all those years of being folded in upon itself.  And it ached from the unspeakable goodness and joy of the miracle that lifted her upright.  For the first time in eighteen years, she could see straight ahead of her.  She could look people squarely in their faces. A simple thing most people never think about, but this woman knew it to be a miracle.  It was into the eyes of Jesus that she first looked, and in the looking, she knew the source of her healing and her salvation. And she praised God!
             We are all crippled in one way or another.  And when we get to stand upright for the first time in our lives, may we too gaze into the eyes of our Savior and may He remove His nail scarred hands from his heavenly robe and cup our faces and say, "Welcome Home."
   And that my friends, is how I describe death and resurrection.
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« Reply #3502 on: July 15, 2009, 01:29:16 AM »

Sister, I read your beautiful story from the bible. I knew before you wrote it that it would be inspirational and appropriate. The idea that we will be prefect in Jesus' eyes when we die makes the whole thought of death an experience to anticipate.

I wish that death to the ones left behind was not so painful. I wish we could realize the beauty of going to heaven, and not feel the emptiness and longing that we do. I say "I love you" so many ways to my family and the people I love and have loved. And yet when my loved ones have left me, I feel so hollow inside. My mama, daddy and sisters have been gone for a long time. But I still remember them so strongly and feel like an orphan. I deeply feel that I will see them again one day. If I did not believe in the hereafter, I don't think I could get through the day.

I hope things have been better for you today. I pray for you and your sister and husband everyday. I think it does me as much good, as it does for you. Prayer makes me feel productive. Does that make sense to you??

I am sorry you mama had to see your sister the way she is right now. I do believe things will get better, and rehab will help her. In a few more months you will look back and see the improvement. Repeating words over and over is normal. My hubby had hiccups for weeks. It effects some differently than others. You are in the darkest part of the process right now. In the meantime, you are in my prayers. Be strong, my dear sister, be strong.
With much love,
Fanny Mae
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« Reply #3503 on: July 15, 2009, 02:10:38 AM »

Dear Monkey Family,


May Happy, my "son", my dog, who is older please have prayers? He means everything to me. He is an Austrian Shepard with one blue eye that changes with the phases of the moon to brown full eye or a 1/2 eye and the other eye was brown.

The multicolor eye had a fast developing cataract appear in April.(like one day is wasn't there and there the next)  It would move and thought was getting better. I was very sick with either food poisoning, big heart burn like several slits around like my hysterectomy or a heart attack that lasted 3 days. I thought Happy was looking at me funny because I ill, then noticed that his good eye had the grey all over it. It happened very quickly. The vet says he is blind and Happy and I have been working at getting around.

I have pet insurance for years and it pays $1016 but I have not had the energy to look up what the real price is... think it is $4000 for one eye.

Have any of you had this experience? What did you do? Are there any natural remedies? Any far out things to do. I love this dog so much. we have been through so much.

I am crying now. Thank you. Maybe Klaas will help post Happy's picture. I am open to alternate methods.


He jumps off the bed after his doggie toy for he hears it drop and then smells for it. I tell him to turn around (a action he knows) and to come, jump back on the bed.

He jumps on and off the bed to go down the very narrow hall for water, food. He is drinking and eating like usual. Last Sat we went for a ride in the car.

He is the best dog you could ever have... 13 yrs together. Kind, intelligent, handsome, 35 lbs, lots of vocabulary. When I go into the back he keeps his eyes on that door until I come  out and am OK. I sortof think he might be a reincarnated dog I had when I was very very young and grabbed hold of my waist when I was walking out of the 1/2 toward to road.

oh please, please help me. I am so drained and ache. I thought I might have a mental breakdown last week for their are other things going on around me (not with the dog)

I am so tired and yet am getting sleep.

thank you and God Bless,

You are all an angelic monkey angels

Love,  IBE     "IBE' is the shorten name in honor of my mother Isabelle. Tomorrow is her birthday July 15. she would have been 102. She taught for 45 years 4.5th grades in the southern end of Indianapolis.



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« Reply #3504 on: July 15, 2009, 10:50:49 AM »

IBE, I will pray for you and your pup. I can't answer your questions, because I don't know the answers, but I'm sure someone here will know.  an angelic monkey
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« Reply #3505 on: July 15, 2009, 12:19:35 PM »

IBE,

I have you and your Happy in my prayers.  Hoping that you feel better soon and that you find some way to help your pup.  I, too, don't have an answer, but have been through expenses for our pup, without insurance. 

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« Reply #3506 on: July 15, 2009, 12:34:30 PM »

IBE, my prayers for you and your puppy.  I know he's not an actual puppy, but that's what I call my 13 year old beagle.  I wish I knew the answer to your questions, but I don't.  However, I do know the one who has the answer, our Heavenly Father.  So I am praying that you be still and listen for His gentle leadings -- He will lead you in the right direction or have someone else come across your path that can help.  Be strong and listen for His leadings.  You are in my prayers.  Will be happy to hear how God has moved in this situation.
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« Reply #3507 on: July 15, 2009, 12:39:34 PM »

Sister, I read your beautiful story from the bible. I knew before you wrote it that it would be inspirational and appropriate. The idea that we will be prefect in Jesus' eyes when we die makes the whole thought of death an experience to anticipate.

I wish that death to the ones left behind was not so painful. I wish we could realize the beauty of going to heaven, and not feel the emptiness and longing that we do. I say "I love you" so many ways to my family and the people I love and have loved. And yet when my loved ones have left me, I feel so hollow inside. My mama, daddy and sisters have been gone for a long time. But I still remember them so strongly and feel like an orphan. I deeply feel that I will see them again one day. If I did not believe in the hereafter, I don't think I could get through the day.

I hope things have been better for you today. I pray for you and your sister and husband everyday. I think it does me as much good, as it does for you. Prayer makes me feel productive. Does that make sense to you??

I am sorry you mama had to see your sister the way she is right now. I do believe things will get better, and rehab will help her. In a few more months you will look back and see the improvement. Repeating words over and over is normal. My hubby had hiccups for weeks. It effects some differently than others. You are in the darkest part of the process right now. In the meantime, you are in my prayers. Be strong, my dear sister, be strong.
With much love,
Fanny Mae

Fanny Mae, when we pray for others, we are offering the best of who we are.  So yes, it makes sense.  From the deep recesses of our spirits lies the place where we love perfectly, that seed was planted from the beginning of time, for it was planted by God.  When we pray from that place, our prayers enter the throne room which is filled with mercy and grace.  Yes, prayer is giving the best of ourselves.
Thank you for your faithfulness,
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« Reply #3508 on: July 15, 2009, 12:40:41 PM »


IBE - You and Happy are in my thoughts and prayers.


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« Reply #3509 on: July 15, 2009, 04:12:29 PM »

Dear Monkey Family,


May Happy, my "son", my dog, who is older please have prayers? He means everything to me. He is an Austrian Shepard with one blue eye that changes with the phases of the moon to brown full eye or a 1/2 eye and the other eye was brown.

The multicolor eye had a fast developing cataract appear in April.(like one day is wasn't there and there the next)  It would move and thought was getting better. I was very sick with either food poisoning, big heart burn like several slits around like my hysterectomy or a heart attack that lasted 3 days. I thought Happy was looking at me funny because I ill, then noticed that his good eye had the grey all over it. It happened very quickly. The vet says he is blind and Happy and I have been working at getting around.

I have pet insurance for years and it pays $1016 but I have not had the energy to look up what the real price is... think it is $4000 for one eye.

Have any of you had this experience? What did you do? Are there any natural remedies? Any far out things to do. I love this dog so much. we have been through so much.

I am crying now. Thank you. Maybe Klaas will help post Happy's picture. I am open to alternate methods.


He jumps off the bed after his doggie toy for he hears it drop and then smells for it. I tell him to turn around (a action he knows) and to come, jump back on the bed.

He jumps on and off the bed to go down the very narrow hall for water, food. He is drinking and eating like usual. Last Sat we went for a ride in the car.

He is the best dog you could ever have... 13 yrs together. Kind, intelligent, handsome, 35 lbs, lots of vocabulary. When I go into the back he keeps his eyes on that door until I come  out and am OK. I sortof think he might be a reincarnated dog I had when I was very very young and grabbed hold of my waist when I was walking out of the 1/2 toward to road.

oh please, please help me. I am so drained and ache. I thought I might have a mental breakdown last week for their are other things going on around me (not with the dog)

I am so tired and yet am getting sleep.

thank you and God Bless,

You are all an angelic monkey angels

Love,  IBE     "IBE' is the shorten name in honor of my mother Isabelle. Tomorrow is her birthday July 15. she would have been 102. She taught for 45 years 4.5th grades in the southern end of Indianapolis.

IBE, perhaps this will help.  Blessings

www.acvo.org/public/cataracts.htm
CATARACTS
"Cataracts - You and Your Pet" Informational Video 
   
Definition: Cataracts are opacities in the lens of the eye. Many people mistakenly think the cloudiness is on the surface (thought to be a "film" on the eye), but in fact, the cloudy lens is deep inside your pet's eyeball.

Why Did Your Pet Get Cataracts?

Most cataracts are inherited, and are found in many breeds such as the Cocker Spaniel, Poodle, Husky, Schnauzer, Golden and Labrador Retrievers, and terriers. Other causes of cataracts include: Diabetes, trauma, inflammation, and puppy milk replacers. Many cataracts will worsen to the point of blindness but certain types, especially in the Retriever breeds, can remain small for the entire life of the patient. A common phenomenon occurs in many developing cataracts where the patient can develop an allergic type of reaction to the cataract. This allergic reaction is a LOCAL reaction and can result in many complications such as scar formation and glaucoma.

How Are Cataracts Treated?

Treatment for cataracts is surgical removal and may be done in one or both eyes depending on the specifics of each patient. Before surgery is performed, your pet may have two special tests beyond the full eye exam to check the health of the retina or nerve layer in the back of the eye. These tests, called the ERG (electroretinogram) and ultrasound, may be performed with sedation so that the patient does not move the head or eyes; these tests are NOT PAINFUL and have virtually no risk associated with them. If your pet does not pass these tests, removal of the cataracts would not improve vision and therefore, surgery should not be performed.

Cataract surgery is elective and requires a significant time commitment on your part. Eyedrops must be administered several times daily before surgery and for about 6 weeks after surgery. The patient must wear a protective plastic e-collar for 2 weeks after surgery, and your pet will not be able to be groomed or vaccinated during the 6 week healing period. The postoperative checkups are usually performed the day after surgery and then one, three, and six weeks after surgery. At that time, medications may be gradually discontinued and long term checkups are made about 4 months after surgery and then once a year. The success rate is OVER 90% but as with any surgery there are risks.

The surgery is performed under general anesthesia and depending on the specifics of the cataracts, age, and cause the ophthalmologist may perform either a small incision technique (phacoemulsification) or a large incision method (extracapsular cataract extraction). The small incision technique is more common today and carries the benefits of shorter surgery and healing times. Often, the ophthalmologist will remove cataracts in each eye at the same surgery. Phacoemulsification is the same technique performed for human cataract removal; the tiny probe breaks up the cataract with ultrasonic vibration and draws out the cataract particles. Many people believe that cataract removal is done with a laser but that is incorrect!! After removal of the cataract(s) your ophthalmologist may suggest replacement of the lens with an artificial lens to obtain sharpter vision as is the case in human cataract surgery.
Download Cataract brochure with information (pdf)

Ocluvet eye drops - cure for cataracts?

Opinion of Dr. Kerry Ketring, Diplomate ACVO, concerning Ocluvet eye drops. (This link is provided to offer some information on the drug but does not constitute a collective opinion or recommendation of the ACVO as an organization.)
 
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« Reply #3510 on: July 15, 2009, 04:16:11 PM »

Thoughts and prayers for IBE and Happy.   an angelic monkey
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« Reply #3511 on: July 15, 2009, 04:18:09 PM »

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« Reply #3512 on: July 15, 2009, 10:59:56 PM »

IBE, I hope you have already gotten some good advise. I will pray for you and Happy. Love between an animal and their human soul mate is a wonderful thing.
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« Reply #3513 on: July 15, 2009, 11:03:05 PM »

I am praying for you again tonight and for you sister. I hope things went better for you today, and your burden a little lighter. I am very tired tonight, and am going to bed. But I will be thinking and praying for you until I fall asleep.
With much love,
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« Reply #3514 on: July 16, 2009, 10:17:25 AM »

I am praying for you again tonight and for you sister. I hope things went better for you today, and your burden a little lighter. I am very tired tonight, and am going to bed. But I will be thinking and praying for you until I fall asleep.
With much love,
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Fanny Mae, I am tired too, just can't sleep through the night.  Yesterday was busy, 4 meetings, and today much of the same.  Tomorrow going to spend the day with Connie and give her a facial.  Touch, as you know, is so important.  Thank you my new dear friend for your kind words and your prayers.  They both strengthen me and I believe strengthen Connie and my family.
 
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« Reply #3515 on: July 16, 2009, 10:07:50 PM »

Pink, praying for you and your family this night.  Blessings.
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« Reply #3516 on: July 16, 2009, 10:38:44 PM »

Sister, I hope you and your sister enjoyed her facial today. What a thoughtful thing to do. Yes, touch is very important. Important for all of us, but especially when we are scared and afraid.

After my husband's stroke and he was in the hospital and later in rehab, I was lucky. The hospital was just a few blocks behind where we lived, and at night I could look across the lake and actually see his hospital room from our bedroom windows. Many nights I could not sleep, even though I was exhausted. I would sometimes go in my PJ's and go sit by his bed and lay my head next to his shoulder, and then I could sleep. He would always know I was there and would hold my hand. Just to be able to put my hand on him, feel his warmth, and hear him breathing let me get some sleep.

Some nights I would fall asleep exhausted, and wake up at three or four in the morning and jump out of bed, get in the car, just to make sure he was ok. The nurses, doctors and security guards were always kind, and never put up a fuss if I came in like that. He was there almost three months.

When he finally came home and was then going to outpatient rehab was the first time I could really sleep all night. I could lay there with my hand somewhere touching his body and know he was there and ok. Often, he would wake and take my hand. Now today, after all these years, we both fall asleep holding hands. Touch is so important.

I wish I could make this burden lighter for you. All I can do is give you positive thoughts, and tell you that I will pray for you all. I think of you every night about this time. And I hope you are getting some restful sleep.

With much love,
Fanny Mae
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« Reply #3517 on: July 16, 2009, 10:45:20 PM »

Sister, I hope you and your sister enjoyed her facial today. What a thoughtful thing to do. Yes, touch is very important. Important for all of us, but especially when we are scared and afraid.

After my husband's stroke and he was in the hospital and later in rehab, I was lucky. The hospital was just a few blocks behind where we lived, and at night I could look across the lake and actually see his hospital room from our bedroom windows. Many nights I could not sleep, even though I was exhausted. I would sometimes go in my PJ's and go sit by his bed and lay my head next to his shoulder, and then I could sleep. He would always know I was there and would hold my hand. Just to be able to put my hand on him, feel his warmth, and hear him breathing let me get some sleep.

Some nights I would fall asleep exhausted, and wake up at three or four in the morning and jump out of bed, get in the car, just to make sure he was ok. The nurses, doctors and security guards were always kind, and never put up a fuss if I came in like that. He was there almost three months.

When he finally came home and was then going to outpatient rehab was the first time I could really sleep all night. I could lay there with my hand somewhere touching his body and know he was there and ok. Often, he would wake and take my hand. Now today, after all these years, we both fall asleep holding hands. Touch is so important.

I wish I could make this burden lighter for you. All I can do is give you positive thoughts, and tell you that I will pray for you all. I think of you every night about this time. And I hope you are getting some restful sleep.

With much love,
Fanny Mae

Fanny Mae,
Your kindness and thoughtfulness reach deep within my spirit.  Thank you for being here for me.  I will never be able to convey how much it means.  Words are encumbrances where my joyful thoughts are of you.
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« Reply #3518 on: July 17, 2009, 11:21:18 PM »

Sister, sometimes souls just touch each other across God's great creation, the planet earth. I feel the same about you. It makes me feel peaceful to come here at night and see your posts.

I pray for you everynight about this time. I hope it gives you some peace. It does me.    an angelic monkey

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« Reply #3519 on: July 18, 2009, 06:36:54 PM »

Sister, sometimes souls just touch each other across God's great creation, the planet earth. I feel the same about you. It makes me feel peaceful to come here at night and see your posts.

I pray for you everynight about this time. I hope it gives you some peace. It does me.    an angelic monkey

With much love,
Fanny Mae

Fanny Mae,
Went to visit Connie today.  Spent over 2 hours trying to get the mats out of her hair.  I had bought some detangler, but she has past shoulder length, curly, curly hair, thick, thick, thick -- and since finding her after two days of quite a mess on the bed, etc.  The best anyone could do was just pull it up and she looked like Bam, Bam.  She wouldn't let anyone touch her head.  But today, I sat on her bed, crossed legged, like we have done so many times, and she actually let me work on it for those 2 hours.  I was down to 2 hug mats, so finally borrowed some scissors and cut them out.  She'll never miss the hair, she's got enough for about 5 people.  One of the aides helped me braid it, I'm not good at it, and at least it will help it from getting knotted again.  She was exhausted by the time I was done and immediately fell asleep when she laid down, but I know it has to feel better.  My other sister is taking my Mom tomorrow, so I'm going to meet my nephew and pick-up my great-neice so she can spend the week with me, it's a big joke, she calls me "Uncle Olivia."  My nephew said they would understand if I cancelled, but I made her this promise at Christmas and I try not to go back on my word.  We have VBS in the evenings next week.  This is her first "big girl" time away from her parents.  I am really looking forward to it.  We get along so well, and children just rejuvenated me.  We already have big plans, i.e. having a picnic on my bed and watch 101 Dalmations.
Your peace passes across the country.  I feel it!
Love and Blessings.
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