A beautiful, painful, frustratingly fucked up journey
My Mom just picked up the kids and is taking them to my brother's house for the afternoon. They're going to be hanging out with their adorable little cousin, while my Mom babysits everyone. This serves as a very positive distraction and the kids have chosen this over going with me to the vet this afternoon. Thank God for that because I wasn't looking forward to sharing that experience with them. The boys spent the lunchtime hour saying their tearful goodbyes to Lemme. They're assuming this will be the last time they see her and while that is likely to be the case, I could find out today that her symptoms are caused by something else and she'll ultimately be fine. I'm not openly encouraging hope in this situation because…