Hanging tough

Ty had a great night last night, slept very well.  We gave him a sponge bath this morning, during which he was miserable because it was not exactly his idea of a "bath" (no toys, no splashing, no fun).  He was looking good and feeling good all morning and we enjoyed each other.  Right now he's running a fever and not so great, but he's sleeping it off and he'll be better tomorrow. 

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  1. Rosalyn GaztambideAugust 28, 2010 at 3:56 PM

    Thank you for keeping us posted. I am sure it helps you to vent your struggles as it is to us to absorb them. Know that your pain is ours and our prayers are with you.
    Ty is a champion and we know he is in God's hands through the doctors.
    We all love you very much and we will keep in touch!
    As the full moon lights up the sky, I am sure his smile lights up your life. Be strong, the worst is passed.

    Remember

    Peace begins with a smile.
    Mother Teresa

    Peace is a journey of a thousand miles and it must be taken one step at a time.
    Lyndon B. Johnson

    Better than a thousand hollow words, is one word that brings peace.
    Buddha

    Love always!
    The Wolpert's Gaztambide from PR

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