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Originally Posted by lisaly  I'm sorry. I didn't realize you wrote about Alexander not wanting to be picked up, and I wrote about holding him close. My husband would say that about Ashley also, and we had to be slow with our hand near her face so she wouldn't get frightened. With me, when I held Ashley close to my heart wrapped tight in my arms, it seemed to help her.
Anipryl isn't a miraculous cure, but it helped enough for Ashley, that we could feel secure in our hearts that we were doing the right thing for her. Although we agonized over it, we never could say that she was suffering. I wish I could do more for you but offer you hope. |
Alexander did let me pick him up and carry him around with me last night. He didn't want me to sit and hold him, so we just walked around the house and the backyard for a long while with me carrying him in my arms.
He became very agitated when we went to bed last night. I've never seen him like that.
He insisted on getting down off the bed, then as soon as he was down he seemed to panic and want back up. Then back down, up, down, up, over and over and over. I couldn't calm him no matter how I tried. Finally, I threw some cushions on the floor in the living and laid down with my hand rubbing his back and he eventually got quiet.
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