Getting psyched to run the NYC Half Marathon on Sunday with my sister Cheryl, her husband and his brother! Bet Desi would be up for it too!

Half Marathon Transportation to and from the race

Corral # 11 11000-11999 Brown 97th & 5th Avenue 97th & 5th Avenue


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http://www.nyrr.org/races/2009/nychalf/pdf/nyc_half_map.pdf

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A Quick Note About My Boston Terrier Desi Dog

I want to thank everyone from the bottom of my heart for all your prayers, sweet comments and warm wishes. It meant EVERYTHING to me - it honestly DID!!!

Desi is doing incredibly well today!!! Much better than I would be doing if I had an eyeball removed. He is eating well, drinking well, doing his "business" well AND he actually has jumped off the couch and been walking around the apartment with his missing eye, blind other eye and Click Collar (lampshade thingy). He even walked up his doggie steps to the couch and curled up next to me to chill! WOW! When he starts humping Mona again I will know for sure he's back to his old self:)

I really struggled with the decision to allow the Vet to remove his eye and keep him alive like that. I wasn't sure if I was doing the right thing for him or if I was doing something selfish for myself. When I left him in the hospital I felt like I abandoned the poor little guy. He has ALWAYS been there for me at my ABSOLUTE worst. And now I had to leave him when he needed me most and was confused, terrified and shaking with an eye that looked like it was straight out of a horror movie. They would not allow me to stay with him. When I said goodbye, I did not believe I would ever see Desi again because I had made up my mind right then and there that if they had to remove his eye I would tell them "absolutely not" and ask that he be put to sleep.

The pain I was feeling in my heart was so overwhelmingly excruciatingly, I honestly did not know how I could bear it. I could not speak to anyone because it was too painful and I was also extremely angry that the entire week prior I could not get an eye specialist to look at him and prevent the eye loss because there was nobody on call.

I also thought it would be extremely cruel to have a dog live with only one eye and another eye that is completely blind. When they asked me what my wishes were if his heart or breathing stopped during surgery, I specifically gave them a DNR.

It's now only two days since he had the surgery and he is doing EVERYTHING he did before EXCEPT he actually seems a lot more comfortable and looks less hideous!!! It's hard to believe that having the eye removed actually was a good thing but now I know why God or the Creator or whoever made us gave us two eyes. If one goes bad we have the other. Even though he can't really see out of that other eye it does help him somewhat to get around. It's truly amazing.

The spirit and will to live is even more amazing. I have seen my father fight to stay alive all these past (nearly 14) years with his spinal cord injury and every time he wins another battle I am more and more grateful that he is still here with me on this planet!!!

This little dog has taught me so much more than I could ever attempt to relay in words. I am grateful that he is still with me and continues to prove not only that "dogs are man's best friends" but that they are so much more content with the basics then humans are.

Several years ago, at a really bad point in my life, a Boston Terrier named "Bobby" was the only one who could make me laugh in spite of all my personal troubles. His crazy, comical antics of getting out of the yard and making people chase after him for blocks, spaghetti eating, snorting and farting really kept me entertained. One day someone had an overdose in the bathroom in the middle of the night and Bobby the Boston Terrier saved his life by scratching at the door until he woke us up so we could call 911 in time.

When I first saw Desi in a pet store at the Jefferson Valley Mall he was 3 months old and had a horrible cold and runny nose because he had been in the kennel for so long. Nobody wanted to adopt him and the salesman told me that it was because he looked like an "alien." I told the guy that if you say things like that to people the little Boston Terrier will never get adopted. I felt obligated to adopt him and take care of him in spite of my skittishness toward canines in general. I remembered Bobby and what he did for me personally and so many human beings. So I adopted Desi in early 1998 and have had him ever since.

Clearly, it wasn't Desi's time and he's still here with me now to continue to teach me the lessons my stubborn human brain needs to learn.

Thanks again for such great support to everyone! And thanks especially to my little Desi dog!!!