Here I am being a good neurologically challenged person doing my floor exercises. I’m laying on my mat and listening to my tunes on, Jang Keun Suk kind of day. I forgot to close my door. Karma runs, trips, and plops on my tummy. 90 lbs of happy dog! I guess the only reason I would sit or lay on the floor is to give her loving. And the only reason I would get out a mat is for her to sleep on it. Silly human.
MHAM Day 10 Topic: How does your pet help you manage #Migraine or #Headache?
This is Karma. She loves walks, sitting on the porch, digging, treats, and being petted. Sometimes she gets hyper focused on one family member. Usually that family member is not doing well physically or emotionally. Karma will stay by their side, guard their doorway, and put her head or paw on their leg. Sometimes she talks to them. And she mopes. Ask her “Do you need?” and she will stare at the person or the person’s room.
She tends to know where I am all the time. “Karma, where is Crystal” or “Karma, find Crystal.” She will run back and forth between me and the person looking for me until Karma is satisfied the person found me. Sometimes Karma says “hey come see Crystal.” There was a day I fell and could not get up I was so dizzy. Karma lay down and stared at me for over an hour not moving. Karma herd the car pull up, ran to the front door, and started barking. I herd the door open then Karma’s paws sprinting down the hallway. She paused in the doorway. Mom had not gotten the hint. She sprinted off. She came and went two more times. The third time she barked at Mom. Then Mom came and the “Crap Crystal is sick” routine commenced. Since then we taught Karma everyone’s name who lives in the house.
Other phrases Karma learned was “Name, doesn’t feel good” and “Go to, name.” Both phrases result in Karma finding the person and giving them loving or begging for attention. Having Karma to pet is soothing. I don’t know what it is about simply running my hand through her fur. Another thing is I can match her breaths to get into my breathing exercises if the pain is so bad I’m having trouble. She can be a confidant. I can tell Karma anything and know she will not treat me differently. “Karma it hurts to much.” She will still ask me to throw her rope and give her treats. Another funny thing Karma does is smile when she is petted (I read that is backwards, dogs usually smile to get petted). It’s feels the same as making someone smile. A little positive emotion boost when the pain is a killer is nice.
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Today’s topic is to talk about any pets that may help you keep hoping.
Pets provide emotional support for people with chronic conditions. They give you someone to take care of, get you a little more physically active, and someone who will stick by you when during your worse days. I do not own my own dog, but my little mid sister has a dog, Pookie, and my dad has one that is a year old, Karma. We had Pookie for a few years because my sister’s landlord said said no dogs. Pookie was a real comfort and as time wore on began to predict when I was about to have a bad spell. When I didn’t feel well I would say, Pookie nap time or Pookie watch episode? And Pookie would dash to my room. I taught Pookie, Do you need? The she would lead me to what she needed/wanted. After about a year, she started to “need” to take a nap in my room and would get very agitated if I didn’t lay down. After a few weeks I realized she behaved that way right before I had a bad spell. The first time I “obeyed” Pookie she laid on top of me until I fell asleep. It was like, you are not going anywhere my puppy. It gave me hope because it made me realize that yes their is something that gives some type of warning even if I don’t feel it. Pookie also helped me get through the tough days, I wasn’t alone when I couldn’t be around people and I could tell her what I couldn’t tell others. Yes I talked to the dog. When my sister took Pookie back it was very weird. A few months before Pookie went home, Dad brought home a puppy, Karma. Karma is a pill but she follows me around and brings me her toys every time I leave my room. She is a retriever/lab mix that does not know her strength so I tip over when she gets excited. I take care of her as much as I can. I am the one who usually grooms her and I pet her and brush her. It is comforting to have someone I can play with and take care of. We don’t do togetherness but we can still spend time together in ways that still bring me comfort.
What gives me more hope is that we are working on getting me a service dog. The dog would make it so I could get around easier and help me get things I need on bad days. The dog would help me get back into my social activities. Most days I can’t leave the house because of my migraines. Gaining independence, freedom, and the thought of having my own dog brings me hope and comfort.