When I first got diagnosed with lupus, one of the doctors strongly suggested I get a dog if I didn’t already have one. At the time I did not have a dog and I didn’t think it was such a great idea. Not after being told I had a serious illness that could kill me if I didn’t get help to manage it properly.
When I saw the same Doctor a few months later, he asked me if I had a gotten the dog yet. He explained that dogs are wonderful for helping to relax people, reduce stress and make sure that people stay in a routine of getting out and such. What he couldn’t possibly know is that I tend to like my dogs a little on the unusual side. Rarely are these dogs relaxed and sedate. By the same token, these dogs insist on attention and quality time.
What this doctor and several others failed to recognize is that there is something healing about the unconditional love you get from a four-footed friend. If you have an off day, feel like rubbish or what have you, well they still love you and accommodate as best they can. If that means that you can only curl up and rest, you get a short demand for a walk and then they get in resting right near you. Sometimes that’s the best kind of medicine you can get because it does so much for your soul that it helps heal you a little.