Sad news this morning. Although Mike looks great and is acting better than ever.... he passed some big clots this morning. My heart is aching right now. When I saw it was taking him longer than normal to pee (which usually takes awhile anyway), I thought I saw some clots come out. I went out and checked.. and there they were. Oh my God... why does this have to happen?

Before bed last night, he and Katie were playing like crazy.
Brandon had never seen them play that way and laughed his butt off... so did I. The air mattress was on the floor so he could sleep on it, and the both dogs were running over, around and every which way but lose to get to each other. Mike was in rare form as he chased and caught the puppy. It was wonderful to watch.... until... after running around every piece of furniture in the living room a billion times (including the desk chair). They ran under the desk chair, and all of a sudden I heard a yelp. At first I thought it was Katie, but then saw the look in Mike's eyes and his leg go up again. He re-injured his leg.

Poor guy... he was feeling so great, and his leg was almost back to 100%, and all of a sudden the fun was over. I immediately massaged it, trying to loosen it up for him, then decided it was bedtime. I took him out to pee, and it was totally red, and now this morning... clots.

Oh God... can a little bit of playtime cause so many problems. Brandon was up early and had the puppy out when we got up. She, of course, wanted to play with Mike first thing, but right now, she's back in her cage to give him a few minutes to wake up. He acts like he wants to play again... but now I'm afraid... afraid to let him play... afraid of the clots... afraid of what might be coming next. Please pray for my boy. I can't write anymore now.

Love You All