Friday, December 19, 2014
So What's Life Like Now?
Thursday, November 27, 2014
HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!
Thursday, November 6, 2014
We're Home!
Friday, October 31, 2014
Certified!!!
Saturday, October 25, 2014
So sorry!
Monday, October 20, 2014
Do You Mind If I Sit Here? On You?
Sunday, October 19, 2014
One Week Done
Friday, October 17, 2014
Hello Public!
Thursday, October 16, 2014
Busy Days
Yesterday, we had our first outing with the dogs. We went to Chili's and it was so much fun. Not only was it nice to go somewhere public for the first time in a few days, but it was so amazing when I realized that I had completely forgotten that Zido was laying at my feet. I was so worried when we were going because he was struggling with going under a table during our obstacle course the day before. But, like the champ that he is, we got to the restaurant and he went right under and laid down. I couldn't believe how natural it all felt. That was until he stood up and gave me "the look". I was starting to wonder if he was actually accurate in his alerts because it has been happening so often. I took my heart rate and sure enough it was 127 bpm, after I had been sitting for the past hour and a half. I looked at his trainer and said "Okay, Annie, what do you do if your dog is alerting you right now?" She said, "Well, if you can, you lay down with him until the alert is done." So there, in the middle of Chili's, was me, laying on the ground with my head on one dog and my dog with his head in my lap and my feet on my chair. I knew that it was exactly what needed to be done and it was exactly what I knew would happen when I started with Zido, but it didn't make it any easier. All I wanted to do was cry because I had this vision in my head of my boyfriend and me on a romantic date and the same thing happened. Again, I knew this would be my new life, but it doesn't make it any easier when it happens.
Today was another really great day. Zido woke up with his usual "happy morning self." My alarm went off and as soon as I opened my eyes, I had the most adorable face right next to me. I can't explain it, but when I look at him or hear his tags jingling behind me when we walk, all I can do is smile.We are bonding so well and everyday it seems like we've grown in our relationship. We headed off to training and at the very end of our day, the strangest alert happened. He stood up and put his head on my lap. I took my heart rate and it was at 110 bpm, but before I could lean back in my anti-gravity chair, the dog beside us started alerting his partner. Then Zido turned back to me and his mouth was chattering. I was really worried that something was wrong with him, but then thought maybe it was a different kind of alert. I stood up, and almost went out. I laid down right where I was and he was right next to me. For 20 minutes, he didn't let me get up. And then, when I forced him to let me stand, he wrapped his leash around me so I couldn't walk. The things that this dog knows just blows my mind.
I'll try to be better about posting. Tomorrow, we head to TJ Maxx and other shops on a strip mall. I can't wait to show him off to the general public. He's so beautiful and I'm going to groom him especially well tonight.
Love and blessings,
Zee and Me
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
And the Test Begins
You see, this is a dog that knows A LOT. Like a lot, a lot. So who would think that the one thing that would make him stare at me for minutes on end would be the simple command "sit". I mean seriously, that's like preschool stuff for these dogs. Well it seems as if it's the perfect command for Zido to test me with. We had our first obstacle course, and he didn't do too bad, but it definitely made me have to step up my game on the "commanding voice" thing. While his command obeying seems quite finicky, his alert is very good. A few more alerts today! I was started to wonder if he was accurate, but I took my heart rate and sure enough it was at 95. I guess this dog works :)
I just finished up some school work and I have a nice little foot warmer at my feet. I guess this part isn't too bad :)
2nd Day and We're Cuddling!
This is our alert position. He laid right next to me the whole time and it was nothing but beautiful!
Sunday, October 12, 2014
Day 1...DONE!
Saturday, October 11, 2014
Today is the Day!!!
"Going to the kennel and I'm gonna get Zi-i-ido"
(Imagine it sung like "Going to the Chapel"...)
That's right everyone! Today is officially the day that I start my new life with Zido by my side. Well, kinda. Tonight we have our opening dinner, which I heard is an absolute blast. It's not until tomorrow that the training really starts. But I don't care because tonight I get to see my one and only Zido once again.Yesterday was a long day of travel trying to get up here, but we finally made it. My parents, boyfriend, and I are all staying at a friend's house, Deanie, who also has a service dog from CPL. Her dog's name is Carlos and he is the most beautiful, snarky, attitude-y chocolate standard poodle I have ever met. We're going to be staying with her a couple of days and I can't believe how blessed we are. She's hysterical, sweet, and has some crazy stories to share! But she's said that she's excited to sit back and watch Zido and me bond, because she's been through it all.
So far today, I woke up at 7am because I just couldn't sleep any longer. I Facebooked, I Pinterested, I Buzzfeed-ed. 7:30am: I was ready to start this day! My parents were already up, so I went to go wake up my boyfriend, Niko, because...well I thought he just needed to be up and as excited for today as I was! It was like Christmas morning!!
We all came upstairs to have our coffee, got ready, and went for breakfast at a place nearby. Then my dad, Niko, and I came back home to get some work done. I'm trying to get a head start on the homework that I have for school because I know I will be absolutely exhausted by the end of each day. I've finished my Italian homework, I'm writing a short paper for Italian, and then I'm going to try to read a chapter for my Criminology class but let's be real...my head is not thinking about Italian or Criminology. My brain is counting down until 5pm tonight!
I'm going to try to post here everyday so everyone can keep up to date with what training holds and maybe as a way for me to let off some stress.
Thank you everyone for your thoughts and prayers and I can't wait until I can say: "Hey it's Zido and Courtney here!"
Love and blessings,
Zee and Me (Well just Me for a couple more days!!)
Wednesday, October 8, 2014
It's Coming Up Fast!
So training starts in just 3 days!!! Now that there will be more events happening and more updates available, I will definitely be writing on here more so that everyone can follow along with what it means to be the partner of a service dog :)
I went up to CPL this past weekend for their Open House (and quite honestly, to see my buddy) and it was SO amazing. It was the first time that my boyfriend got to meet Zido and it was the last time that anyone else, besides me, could pet and interact with him. I feel like I have been so overwhelmed with it all, that I've been forgetting to just enjoy every moment. Being able to see my parents and my boyfriend interact with Zido was so incredibly soothing because it was just a snapshot into what my life will look like from here on out.
Here's the first picture of what will be my new life
Saturday, September 27, 2014
So Many Blessings
Friday, September 19, 2014
30 Things About My Invisible Disability I Bet You Didn't Know!
Sunday, September 14, 2014
I need your help!
Love and blessings,
Zee and Me :)
Friday, September 5, 2014
Monday, September 1, 2014
Access Denied
Well I had my first experience of being incredibly rudely treated on behalf of a service dog. I knew that this could happen but it doesn't make it any easier to handle. I went to a local pet store, Pet Supplies Plus, after being referred there by a fellow service dog owner because they supposedly offer a discount. When speaking with a worker there, named Aaron, he looked at me as if I was lying when I told him I was receiving a working service dog and when I asked about the discount, his words were "well we offer it to SOME people". I had asked for the manager and he just raised his hand and said "That's me for now". When I pulled out the list of what I need, he still doubted me. I asked if I should just go find the stuff or if he could help me and he told me that it would be a final purchase issue and then proceeded to stare at me like I had two heads. I almost showed him a picture of Zido to prove myself, but figured he does not deserve and explanation or proof. I was a willing customer that had about a $150 purchase I was planning on making and even if I don't look like I need a service dog, that is not his call to make. Needless to say I will not be purchasing any of Zido's supplies from them. Prayers would be very appreciated so that my heart and mind remain in the right place.
My boyfriend used to work at this store and he has already called the store and will be calling the manager to express his disappointment.
Saturday, August 30, 2014
41 Days isn't Soon Enough
So I'm working on the packet that I have to fill out before I head to training! Canine Partners makes sure that you're not just some random person that doesn't know what it means to own a dog. Man, they test you on your stuff. We have to read 2 books and take quizzes for them as well as watch a video and take a quiz on that. I'm almost done with the first book (The Culture Clash) and it's really interesting. Kind of difficult to read at first, but it gives you a whole new insight into the minds of dogs.
Earlier today, I posted on my Facebook page an interesting article that I read that was actually written by a woman who received a dog from CPL.
It's about the reasons WHY other people are not allowed to pet or distract a service dog that is working. I think a lot people think that the owner is just being selfish or possessive when they tell someone that they aren't allowed to pet their service dog. But in actuality, if you talk to or distract a service dog in any way, the dog isn't paying attention to their human which could really result in bad things for the human. For me, if you were to say "Oh hi Zido! Who's a good boy? Wanna play?", he would turn his attention from me and could potentially miss an alert which would be a really big problem for the distractor...
Now these dogs are incredibly trained and have learned how to ignore outside stimuli, but one of the major things that I have learned throughout this process is that Zido is A DOG. Seems kind of "duh", but sometimes we put so much faith and trust that a service dog will never fail, and we forget that when it comes down to it, they are still dogs. They aren't robots and they can't be expected to act like ones. That's what we love so much about our service dogs is that they have all the emotion and fun of a regular dog because they ARE dogs.
Alright, well I'm going to go rest so thank you for reading today
Monday, August 25, 2014
The Value of Support
Yesterday while I was sitting in church, I had what you could call an epiphany in regards to community support. The message was about human nature and that we are all sinful beings, so I'm not exactly sure WHY support came to mind, but I would really like to share some of my thoughts on it. One of the reasons I did not open up about my disease earlier was that I feared that I would not be supported. I thought I was going to be seen as different and people would not try to get to know who I was, but would rather only be interested in what I had. Through this whole "announcing to the world" thing, I have been SHOCKED at the amount of support I have received. Not just through financial needs, but emotional and spiritual support as well. My friends and family have been nothing but accepting and kind with this new stage in my life that I'm about to enter into with Zido. There have been strangers from across the world that have messaged me and sent me support. And I mean people that I have never met and probably never will meet. But the people that I have found to be the most supportive have been the ones at my church. Now that seems like something that should be a "duh" thing, right? Like, of COURSE your church will be supportive of you in your times of need and weakness! But sadly, that's not always the case.
I used to go to a church that I thought was heaven sent. I felt like I connected and that I was needed. I felt like my talents were what led to me knowing a lot of people. I thought it was through our mutual love of Christ that I was supported at that church. But I was wrong. It was because of the people that I knew and the things I could do FOR the church that led to many of the people knowing me. It was because I had a great ability to hide hurt from the outside world that I was accepted into many factions of the church. But sadly, the second I lost the person that I knew that connected me to the church, almost all of the people that I thought were my friends turned on me and haven't spoken to me since. I thought they loved me for me, but it turned out they liked me for who I knew. My entire family was treated this way once my relationship was cut short. And the worst part is that I don't think the people of that church will ever know how devastated I was and how hurt my family was to be treated like that. This was supposed to be the body of Christ. The people that support you in thick and thin and help you find your way back from the pit. But my experience was that when I started to show signs of temptation and struggle, I was blocked out. I still have a few friends from that church that have maintained a relationship with me, and I will always be grateful for the love that they showed me.
Which is why I am so thankful for the church family that I have found at New Hope Church. They accept everyone, no matter what their background is or what their struggles may be. They have never left someone in a pit, because it's at that point that you need someone the most. The church is here to lead people to Christ and to support each other, no matter the problems we face. And I know as I walk into this new stage with Zido and face all the difficulties that will come with it, my church family will be there to support me through it all.
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
Change of Blogging Plans
Thank you to everyone who continues to read this. It's really fun to have a blog and know that there are just a few people out there who care about what you have to say.
Today's update: I've officially started shopping for him! I think I've found his collar (it is oh so important to get the PERFECT design) and I've started getting his grooming supplies, too! Loving Amazon's reduced prices on stuff, but I'm still looking for any places in my area that give discounted rates for Service Dogs. If any of you know of any places in the Springfield, VA area, please let me know!
Love and blessings,
Zee and Me
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
About Me
So 10 years ago, I started having issues with having "flu" like activity every 3 months for about a week and a half. During that week, I would have to be hospitalized and given fluids since I was so dehydrated (I couldn't even produce tears, that's how dehydrated I would get). At this point, my family lived in Japan and since Japan didn't have the necessary medical services I needed in order to figure out what was wrong, the military would send my parents and I to Hawaii every 3 months to see a doctor at Tripler (I know...darn...). Well we found out that I had a disease in my stomach and esophagus, but it was predicted that with time, the disease would change from stomach "migraines" to head "migraines", which they most definitely did. About a year and a half after I was diagnosed, the military decided to send us back stateside so that my family can live in an area that has a good hospital to care for me, because in 2005 I lost consciousness for the first time. I was out for about 5 minutes and kept going out after I was ambulanced to the hospital.
So once we got to DC, I went to see a neurologist at Children's Hospital and he found that I have neuropathy, meaning that I can't feel my feet and I'm losing feeling in my hands. And that's what started a full neurological work up. During this time, I continued losing consciousness and the amount of time I was out was continuing to increase. My doctor started doing a bunch of different tests that I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy (nerve conduction-where they electrocute my nerves to see my lack of reflexes-was by far the worst) and he brought in more doctors onto my team. They eventually found that I have, as I've mentioned before, an autonomic disease but that I don't fit into any of the known autonomic diseases. I have bits and pieces of each (like extreme body temperature changes and not having reflexes in my arms or legs, feeling light headed every time I stand up, digestive issues, etc) but that means I don't have one specific one. And that's kind of where we're at with the whole diagnosis stuff.
What this means is that at random points, I will just go out. It happens whenever my body goes through stress of any kind (finals, sister's wedding, moving back to school, everything) and I will be out for quite a while. While I'm out, my breathing and blood pressure will plummet and my heart rate will sky rocket. I've been triaged with fixed and dilated pupils, but I've obviously woken up from all of them. My family and I say it's kind of like my body "Control-Alt-Deleting" itself. So what will Zido be able to do? Well, the basic answer is that he can sense about 10-15 minutes before I go out, and he will alert me so that I can either find some place safe (i.e. not standing in the middle of a parking lot) or so that I can lay down. The dogs each come up with their own sets of alerts, ranging in levels of trying to catch our attention. From what I understand, Zido will first lick me to grab my attention. If that doesn't work, I've been told he kind of just tries to make his way on top of my body in order to get me down. While other dogs have about 3 alerts, Zido kind of jumps from his first to his ultimate. But maybe once he gets to know me, that could change. I'm excited to learn what his alerts are! Then, from what I understand, after he alerts me and I have sat down, he will just kind of keep watch over me until he believes my heart rate is at a safe rate and then he will let me get back up. What's going to be weird is that he's going to know long before I do that something's going on, and I'm going to have to learn to just trust him and not say "But I feel fine!"
So those are some of the things he will do for me during an episode, but his job also covers day to day activity. For example, he will learn to take off my socks and pick stuff up off of the ground so that I don't have to bend over and stand up, which will help me not feel light headed. When we walk together, and I hold onto his harness, he is also trained to walk a little bit ahead of me so that he kind of pulls me while we walk. That slight pull will help to release some of the energy that my heart has to give for me to walk, so my heart doesn't have to work as hard.
Well I hope that this answers some of the questions that people have been asking. I enjoy the questions and if you have any more, please feel free to leave a comment and ask!
Monday, August 18, 2014
Late One
Well tomorrow, I promise to write a better blog, but for now I will just tell everyone good night and that I just watched my video with Zido one last time before falling asleep. I can't wait for the day when I can just cuddle up to him before falling asleep and waking up with his wet nose in my face. I seriously can't get enough of that pooch :)
Love and blessings,
Zee and Me
Sunday, August 17, 2014
My Day with Zido
Saturday, August 16, 2014
To the Zoo!
Friday, August 15, 2014
Hi it's Zido!!
Songs for my New Life!
Thursday, August 14, 2014
Behind the Smile
There's one thing that I've heard or read multiple times since his passing: "But he was so funny..." Many people have been writing about the consequences on the general public of his death, but I want to focus on his life for a little bit. Yes, Robin Williams was funny. He could take a serious role and add one line to give it some humor. But what many people don't realize is that sometimes, it's the ones that are the funniest that have the most pain. And it's in that way that I feel I can relate to Mr. Williams.
If there's one thing that I can be proud of, it's that I have the ability to make people laugh. Whether it's through a comment I've made or by me being just plain stupid in front of someone, I know that I can get a chuckle out of them. My sister has recommended that I go into the stand up comedy business, but I'm thinking that might be just a dream for now. The thing is, I don't just enjoy hearing a laugh; I LOVE seeing and hearing and experiencing everything that goes into someone completely letting go and laughing. The snorts. The gasping for breath. All of the things people might be embarrassed about, I love. And I especially love knowing that I did something to get someone to that point. I never really thought of it as more than just a sarcastic ability that I had, but when I was talking with my best friend, Ally, about it one day, she pointed out that making people laugh can be seen as a talent that God has given me. I never really thought of it as a God given gift, but she was telling me about how I can use it to make people feel happy and calm them; something that God wants for all of us.
The thing is, I guess I haven't always been funny. I mean, I thought I was, but my sister told me that wasn't necessarily true. I guess I kept all the funny thoughts in my head... I used to be INCREDIBLY shy. It would take extreme bribery for me to even show up and talk in front of a group of people. Anyway, my sister and I were talking about this one day and she said "You know, Courtney, you didn't start getting funny until you started getting sick." (Let me preface this by saying my sister was a psych major...so you can imagine all the psychological evaluations she must have been doing on me during my life...) She told me that she believed I started gaining a sense of humor as a way to fight back against my disease. Making light of it might have given my brain a way of coping with such a change in my life. A few years after my diagnosis, I started really understanding what my condition meant. And it scared me. We hadn't been told that I wouldn't grow out of it at this point, but I knew my life would be changed forever. While I didn't suffer from clinical depression, I felt a sense of loss and anger that I had never felt before. I was angry with God because I didn't deserve this. I was a good person, I did the right things. I was mad that my siblings didn't seem to have this. I mean, what did I do wrong? For the first time, and only at the age of 10, I lost control of my own body, what many of us think is the only thing we have control over. The angrier and more sad that I got, the funnier my jokes were and the more sarcastic I became. It really was my brain's way of protecting myself FROM myself. I felt that if I was funny, no one would think there was anything wrong with me. I could hide my hurt and fear behind a sense of humor. And it worked!
It has actually kind of turned itself around and rather than acting as a shield from the outside world, my sense of humor has served as a way of bringing the outside world in. It's allowed me to see the humor and joy in my situation and kept me from thinking so negatively about all of it. But it doesn't change the amount of fear I feel, it just helps me cope.
So yes, Robin Williams was one of the funniest men to ever walk this earth. He had the charisma that could make any man laugh, and he will always be remembered for that. But please, don't think that just because someone is funny that that means they aren't hurting.
I get to see Zido tomorrow and I couldn't be more excited! Stay tuned because a little puppy told me that he might be interested in writing tomorrow's blog :)
Love and blessings,
Zee and Me
Wednesday, August 13, 2014
Another day
I have been nothing but blessed throughout this entire time. Both of my jobs and Mason Ambassadors have been supportive and excited for me to come home with him. I've mentioned how awesome George Mason University is, but I have really been experiencing it over this last week. The professors that I've emailed about missing their classes have been nothing but helpful and supportive. Housing understands my need to cancel my room for this semester since I'll only be at 6 credits, and they have helped me figure out how I can try to get into the room with my same roommates for spring semester. My roommates are just plain excited to have a dog in their room, even if they can't pet or interact with him (sorry about that again ladies :)...). And if that's not enough, in just 5 days my GoFundMe account has reached $3,290. It's unbelievable. Basically, God's hands have been surrounding me this entire time and reassuring me that this is the plan He has made for me. I was scared to announce to everyone that I have this condition, but all of your support has shown me that I should have done this years ago!!
I wanted to end this entry with a question for anyone who is reading this who has or has had a service dog. Please, comment and just let me know: how exactly has your life changed? What have you found that you weren't expecting? Basically, I feel like a woman who is about to become a mother for the first time, and I have no freaking clue what I'm doing. For the first time, I'm going to need to think about another being's needs without being able to communicate with them verbally. It seriously feels like I'm having a kid! But (as Danielle put it), "at least they don't talk back as much" :) Love that girl.
Okay I look forward to hearing your answers!
Love and blessings,
Zee and Me
Tuesday, August 12, 2014
How to Make God Laugh
Monday, August 11, 2014
Oh the People You Will Meet!
I've caught myself getting pretty anxious about this when I think of it that way. But thankfully, I have met some AMAZING people that have helped me realize that my world will be flipped, but I won't stop living. In fact, I'll be able to live in ways that I never have before.
The first person that I met through this process was a woman named Toni. We ran into her THE DAY AFTER I ever heard about Canine Partners at the Panera by my house. I noticed her dog had a harness on that said "Canine Partners for Life" and my jaw dropped. No way after 24 hours of even knowing about this company would I run into someone who actually has a dog from them. I got Toni's attention and she sat with my mom and me for 45 minutes answering every question we had about the process and about life with a dog. The amazing thing is that she lives in my local area, so I know I will have a support group right around me whenever I need it. Also, I found out that her dog, Bud, and Zido have the same mom! So they're half brothers! Chills.
The next amazing woman I met was Caitlin. I've mentioned her and her dog Forest in a previous post. Caitlin was the one who gave me my first tour of CPL and after she asked me what my story was, she explained that her condition is incredibly similar to mine. She was the first person that I have ever talked to who completely understands that going to Target is like asking to almost faint! *Sidenote: we have no idea why Target sets us off. We think it's the reflection of the lighting off of the floor. Not bashing Target. I love them. Seriously...Target is a college girl's best friend* If that wasn't cool enough, Forest actually alerted me during our tour of the facilities. He sensed my heart rate and wouldn't let me walk until it calmed down. That was the moment my mom, sister, and I knew that this was real and this needed to happen.
There has been one girl, though, that I know has shaped this entire experience for me to be something that is both exciting and amazing. Her name is Danielle, and I met her and her dog, Rollo, in June when I went up to observe Team Training. I've asked her if I could talk about her and Rollo because she has been so influential in my journey with Zido.
Danielle has been living with two conditions: cataplexy and narcolepsy. I've heard parts of her story and it is so humbling and amazing. In fact, Rollo is actually the first dog that CPL has trained for these conditions! Danielle is an upcoming senior in high school down in Georgia and she is by far one of the wisest and sweetest girls I have ever met.
I about cried when I read that. She has taken what God has given her and when regular people would sit back and complain, she has gotten up and lived. Danielle, you are seriously a huge inspiration for me and I can't wait to get to know you more and hopefully set up a time for Rollo and Zido to get together again (they used to be kennel mates!).
Well that's about it for now. Thank you so much to everyone who has been following my blog and for those of you that have made donations for Zido and I. In just 2 days, you have gotten me almost half way to my goal! Words cannot express how grateful I am :)
Love and blessings,
Zee and Me
Sunday, August 10, 2014
Can't Wait for my Boy :)
All I Can Say is Wow
Saturday, August 9, 2014
Official Video!
Please please please share it on any social media source you have. I can't thank you all enough for the incredible kindness everyone has shown me. 2 days and already over 1000 views of this blog! More than I ever imagined. Again, any donation can be made at http://www.gofundme.com/croj94
Love and blessings,
Zee and Me
Slow and Steady
So I've posted this verse on my Facebook page a couple times in regards to my condition. The first time I posted it was in January and it was because one of my doctors FINALLY gave me a diagnosis. It almost didn't seem real. I mean, THAT was the moment my family and I had been waiting for for 10 years. Later that day, I saw this verse and I thought it was perfect. I had waited. I had persevered. I had done everything right when it came to being patient while waiting for a diagnosis. The official diagnosis he gave me was POTS and he told me that normally people have grown out of it by the time they are my age, but he has definitely seen cases of patients who have it into their 40s. But the point was, there was going to come a day that I wouldn't have it anymore.
But one month later, my team of doctors actually "undiagnosed" me with it. In a way. They explained that I exhibit the signs of POTS, so that could serve as part of my condition, but it wasn't the whole condition. They told me based off when I started showing the symptoms and that it has gotten worse over time, they believe that it is a genetic thing. Which means a couple things: 1. I won't grow out of it and 2. since no one in my family has shown signs of this before, either my parents both carried this super rare gene OR I could have "mutated" during my formation. That's right people...we finally have an explanation for why I am oh so very weird. I am a mutant. Comforting right?
My parents and I talked about it after the fact, and we all admitted that we had a feeling POTS wasn't the end all, be all. But we had been waiting so long to hear ANYTHING that as soon as we got a name, we wanted to hold on to it.
So where do we go from here?
My doctors are trying to get me into NIH's Undiagnosed Diseases Program to be a guinea pig for research. Which means I could totally get a disease named after me! I told my doctor I wanted to name it "Fainting Goat Syndrome" (go look it up...now.) Needless to say, he kinda ixnayed that one pretty quickly. But it's my disease....I should be able to name it right? :)
That same day I found that verse again and it had a whole new meaning to me. I especially noticed the "awaits its appointed time" and "if it seems slow" parts. God has always had a plan for me and a time for everything. It's just not my time yet for a diagnosis. And that's okay because it IS my time for some help.
My friend, Danielle, and I were talking about how a service dog really is an answer to prayer and feels like a reward for perseverance. I am no where near perfect when it comes to how I've waited and waited for an answer. I've been angry with God and people around me. I've been scared at the growth of my condition. I didn't trust that God gave me this for a reason. But as time went by, I started to see a different side to it. I saw the people I have met because I started getting sick. My family wouldn't be in this area if I hadn't needed medical care. My sister wouldn't have met her husband (yeah you're welcome Kaitlyn...just saying). I might not be at Mason. But most importantly, I wouldn't have the blessing of Zido. Maybe I'll never get an official name for what's going on, but you know what? I will have a dog that loves me and takes care of me regardless of if I have an answer. And THAT is the "vision" I think this verse was talking about.
Well, I think that's enough for now. Real quick, I wanted to say that I would love for this blog to be interactive. Please feel free to post comments or questions and I will happily answer them. All of the words of support and love have been an incredible blessing and I can't thank you guys enough. Also, I'll be posting a video later today (hopefully) for my fundraising but I have finally set up my GoFundMe! If you feel led to donate, the site is http://www.gofundme.com/croj94 (excuse the replica of my first post as the explanation section...). If you can't donate, that is totally okay! Please continue your thoughts and prayers because they are definitely working :)
Love and blessings,
Zee and Me