Molly and Jim
We would not have guessed the role Molly would have played in Jim’s life. From the beginning, it was a different one than was planned. Honestly, we had our concerns about Jim’s request for a high-spirited Weimaraner. Who can rain on a man’s dream? A retired senior training their first Weimaraner is something that is more than a bit concerning. Old skin tends to be thin and a scratch can lead to problems. These folks can look like they are in an abusive relationship–getting hooked on the shark baby’s teeth as we call them or catching a toenail is never a good thing.
Despite our concerns for Jim and whether he could keep up with the Weimaraner, they soon proved to us they could do it. Not long after Jim took Molly home he had a stroke. It was then that Molly began her career as Jim’s personal therapy dog. Many years later she is still keeping him alive. We received this note yesterday. Here in Jim’s words, he describes a recent life-saving act by the amazing Molly.
Hi Shela n Cliff,It has been a long time since I last wrote to you. Molly has evolved into a loving companion and my best friend. But sometimes she is a bundle of energy. On Sunday February 21, 2116, she was bounding at her normal speed of “hell bent for leather”. When she got to the bed n jumped up to receive her morning kisses n hugs from me. She freaked out, I was not responding to her usual wake up. By licking my face, or by her pushing me around on the bed. She then started to HOWL N CRY. Tim came into the bedroom to find out, what all the commotion was about. According to Tim, he could not rouse me either. He said that he tried to call my name n shake me to get me up. But he had no luck either. So he called the paramedics. They arrived at the house about 5-10 minutes later, or so Tim tells me. They also tried to rouse me, but no luck either. They then tested my blood sugars and found them at a very dangerous level. My blood sugar level was at a LOW of 20. Which meant that I was very close to death, as anyone with diabetes could be. Maybe, I was dead n they brought me back to life. I don’t really know. When I came awake with 5 five paramedics around me, with a flask of glucose going into my arm. They were preparing me to go to the hospital. They then started to ask me questions about where I was. What city did I live in. And where I was. When I got to the hospital the Drs. n nurses all said I was very lucky to be alive. They have only seen a few people that were alive, with the level of sugars like mine. I spent the next two days in the hospital, trying to get the sugars to remain at a normal level. They would go up n crash down until they reached a safe level.I OWE MY LIFE TO MOLLY. I thank Molly and God for saving my life. She gets more kisses n hugs from me then before.Since then I test my sugar level when I go to bed and if I wake up around 3 AM, I retest my sugars. I am so afraid that I will experiencethat event again. When Molly is around me when I test. I have to tell her that I am alright. If I fail to tell her she starts to bark at me. As if shewas telling me to test again and to tell her.I know that I have told you before how great Molly is n that I thank you again.Jim (Central Oregon)
Thank You, Molly
The amazing Molly continues her work on a daily basis. She is a self-taught therapy dog.
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