Goodbye We Love You

"Koppoly Kopol Toppoly topol.........I always loved you.
I never forget the first time I saw him, he was the chubbiest of 6 puppies...and the darkest,
he ran toward me but in a very wired way....he was going sideways.."
Mahsa Page

".............my hero, the Champ.  It is not a part of his character to be defeated, not even by life.  I think he still wants me to remember that."
Nader Kavakeb

"I miss cuddling with you and hearing you purr.  I love you Kopie."

Rachel Jones

"You were and will probably always remain my best running partner, only you could keep up with me on those ratty, rocky downhills.  I love you Kopol Boy Boy"

Jeff Jones

"Buddy taught me how to hike but you taught me how to take it to the next level.....and you carried the water.  I love you brother and will miss you."

Otis Jones

Kopol on Vacation in 09 in NM and CO

Kopol Runs a Trail Marathon 1/2010

 

Kopol Kavakeb Jones

This is Kopol Kavakeb Jones 

Hiker of mountains

Runner of trails

Loyal friend

He is so powerful, so strong and yet so gentle

He loves with all his heart, totally without conditions

He has many friends that love him

His original parents, Mahsa and Nader love him

He has lipstick marks on the top of his head from his mother Rachel

He loves to walk between my legs when I stand still

His brother Otis licks his face

He is always wagging his tail

You don’t look sick, you look tired

You don’t look old, you look tired

This is how I choose to remember you

You have never asked anything more from me than a safe loving home and food and my admiring, praising voice and a glance your way and the touch of my hand on your body.  Now you look tired and I have seen this look before from Casper and Buddy.  They were tired too and couldn’t lift their heads from the pillow but followed my every move with their eyes.  Last night as we sat alone in the backyard you asked me to take away the pain and clear up the confusion, I will do that for you.  Although it breaks my heart and grieves me beyond what words can describe just to think of this, I will help you.

Tomorrow Mommy and Otis and I will say goodbye

You will rest in place close to Casper and Buddy and we will always be near and even if you don’t hear us say it, you will always know we love you and we always loved you.

You look tired now, Boy.  But you always looked tired after our hikes and runs and this is how we will remember you, 

Kopol Kavakeb Jones.



The New Normal

12.8.2011

In March of 99 my mother was in the hospital recovering from a mini stroke and it was discovered she had a partial blockage of her carotid artery.  While the doctor was in the process of prepping her for a simple process to insert a metal mesh tube in the artery at the blockage she said “I have a bad headache” and then promptly died.  The prepping process had my mother conscious while they injected dye into her blood stream and took pictures of her circulatory system.  Later the doctor played us a video clearly showing something bursting in her brain. 

What followed was a frantic mission by the doctor to remove her from the life support which was keeping her “alive.”  We had to contact my sister in Oregon and get her on a plane to be by our mother’s side when the machine was turned off.  I say “frantic” because I can remember the doctor saying, several times, we’ve got to get her off this machine.  The delay, however came from the fact my sister’s phone was off the hook and for hours we got nothing but busy signals.  I witnessed the doctor working the phone at the nurse’s station trying to get someone in charge at the phone company to interrupt the conversation we thought was taking place on my sister’s phone.  Knowing his attempts were futile the doctor yelled into the phone “thank you very much for nothing” and then slammed the two parts of the phone together and stared at the device.  He ran his fingers through his hair like a comb and just stared down at that phone as if to communicate on another level with my sister.

It wasn’t until several years later that I realized why the doctor was so bent out of shape and on a mission to get Mother off that life sustaining machine.  I didn’t understand the urgency he felt but now I know.  After witnessing the public spectacle that we now call the Terri Schiavo case I realize there can come a new sense of normal.  For us, Mother was still “alive” albeit without the machine she was dead and we all knew that.  But what if one of us got comfortable with the new normal and got in the way of Mother’s wishes for the doctor to DNR?

The mood here is somber once again.  Monday night when I was taking the boys out for the last time, Kopol got up from his bed very reluctantly, stiff, limping on his right rear leg and whimpering.  This boy never cry’s in pain, something is very wrong.  It didn’t pass as we had hoped, not his leg asleep or a weird pain that didn’t last.  He’s still limping on that leg, slightly all the time and other times, heavily.  Is it the new normal?  We watch him limp to the yard and help him pee?  Helping him pee, wasn’t that the last, new normal?  How many more new normals do we go through before we realize Kopol has had enough?

This morning Rachel said she thinks Kopol is telling us it’s time to die.  She doesn’t want to see him in this pain and he doesn’t have the spark he had just a couple days ago.  His spirit is fading.  I was just outside with him and he looked lost for what to do in the yard.  He kept looking at me with wanting eyes so I came close.  He pushed up against me.  What’s he trying to tell me?  I broke down crying and stroking his head.  His tail busted into full wag and he pressed closer into me.  I said “no boy I’m suppose to be taking care of you, not you taking care of me.” 

How'd this happen Kopol Kavakeb Jones?  

We love you.

 Top of New Mexico summer 2010

12.6.2010

Two weeks ago I wrote Kopol’s first blog entry, that was a very emotional time.  Just three days before (11/19) we were sitting in a dark room looking at a computer screen that held the image of Kopol’s X-rayed abdomen.  Something in that picture troubled me and Dr. Jacquie hadn’t come in yet to tell us what she saw on those images.  What I saw was an oddly shaped thing, angular like a lung and huge.  I guessed the X-ray had picked something up that wasn’t part of Kopol’s body.  Maybe something he was laying on?  It could have been a lung but that organ isn’t located behind a dog’s ribcage and up close to the spine.  Something was very bad, had to be with the way they brought us into this room and said “Dr. Jacquie wants to talk to you.”

Dr. Jacquie was pretty somber and pointed out what troubled her on the images.  She then pointed at the mystery part and said it as his bladder, full to capacity and causing Kopol to leak urine.  As we talked I was thinking that it might be best to euthanize Kopol while he was already very sedated.  I just couldn’t imagine having my bladder ready to bust and I knew he wasn’t going to be able to drain it.  I got some relief, as did Kopol, when they ran a catheter up his penis and drained his bladder.  The doctor showed us how we could help him urinate but I really thought his bladder would be full by the end of the weekend and we would have some serious decisions to make.  Much to my surprise, by the end of the weekend I was able to help Kopol create a steady stream of urine that flowed for several seconds.  Each time he and I worked at this we got better and today we are experts.

Speaking of “today,” Kopol Otis and I took a ride down to Alta Vista Veterinary Hospital to put Kopol on the scale.  Good news, at 69.4 pounds he’s gained three pounds in the last week.  That’s not all the good news, as you know, last week we started him on high protein low to no carbohydrate diet and within 24 hours he was pumping out feces like a factory.  He hasn’t had a decent bowel movement in months and now he’s making up for all those missed stools.  He still works to get that bowel movement and the results are soft but that’s huge progress.  Sorry no pictures of his stool J

Here’s a video of Kopol’s trip to Alta Vista.

This video captures two women falling in love with Kopol at stop light.  This happens often.

Last week we went through the car wash and got this video.

Ok, today is Monday, December 06, 2010 and if my calculations are correct Kopol’s original mother, Mahsa will be her in about 14 days.  Moving back to Arizona from Dubai, that’ll be one hell of a nice Christmas present for Kopol and judging by the image below he senses what’s coming, and sticking close to the Christmas tree where he believes his “package” of love will be delivered.