I woke up to a phone call saying that someone had found my dog. My dog has been missing for a month and 4 days. She apparently travelled up the railroad tracks into a town that's an hour's drive from here. She still had her tags on So they were able to call me. She's very dirty but looks healthy! She's coming home tonight.
Only a half hour after this news, we get the news of dh's MRI. He's had blurred double vision in one eye, along with wrong colors for the last year. He hit his head at work and after, his eyesight was worse. We have been so scared it was a brain tumor (as a cancer survivor who's cancer was signaled by a tumor, this scared the living hell out of me). Today his MRI came back clear! It's not a problem with his brain, but something they haven't figured out yet in the inner eye itself.
I'm so grateful for today, I keep crying because I'm so happy how things suddenly worked out so great.
I wonder if good things happen in threes? We've been trying to get pregnant for 9 months now and I'm 1 day late for my period (though I have such wacky cycles that it may just be that it isn't due yet. I don't have much hope, especially with cramping so badly, but today makes me look at things differently. )