Mr Ayak returned home yesterday to help me sort out some of my problems, the most pressing one being the injury to my back.
We decided to speak on the phone to his sister in Ankara before rushing off to the hospital. She is an orthopaedic surgeon and was recently promoted to clinical director at her hospital. I trust her advice and judgment, and would have phoned her myself when I first had my accident if my Turkish wasn't crap. So a lengthy conversation ensued, with my relaying all the details and Mr Ayak doing the translation. She doesn't feel that the coccyx is damaged or I would most certainly have tingling or numbness in my legs. She explained that the fact that I fell so hard on my bottom causing the awful pain which shot up my spine, would be because the shock causes the vertebrae to close together, and that the pain I am experiencing will be the vertebrae gradually retracting. However, she does insist that if in a week's time I don't feel any improvement then I must see an orthopaedic surgeon for more checks. I only wish Ankara wasn't so far away because I'd rather see Mr Ayak's sister than anyone else. Anyway she has recommended painkillers, no lifting, and moving about as much as possible. So I'm trying to be positive and hope that the pain will soon go.
I've had to make a very difficult decision today. Fortunately, Mr Ayak has made the decision easier for me and I know he's right. I am having to let Monty and Milly go. They are getting so big and strong and I can't manage them. They are confined to the fenced-in area and their house and they are bored and constantly fighting with each other. I've been trying to deny the fact that they are a problem, but Mr Ayak noticed it straight away. He says they need more freedom and exercise, it's not enough to just keep them confined and feed them. It's not fair on them. He has a friend who keeps a number of gun dogs and he talked to him yesterday. M & M would be highly suitable. This man cares for his dogs, he feeds them well and they have a lot of space to run around and exercise.
Because I've only had them for a couple of months, and they have lived outside, I haven't had time to domesticate or even train them, so better they go sooner rather than later. Of course I feel guilty and upset about it. I have rescued and re-homed a number of dogs since I came to live in Turkey so I just have to reassure myself that I'm doing the same thing again and that I have given them a good start in life. If I hadn't taken them in, they would most likely be diseased or starved to death by now. The man will be taking Milly and Monty today or tomorrow. And I know for certain that Mr Ayak would never give them to anyone who wasn't capable of giving them a good life. Four dogs was never going to be easy...I should have thought it through.
I have to accept that I'm getting older. I physically can't manage the way I could years ago. I'm so stubborn though, and I attempt to do things that are beyond my capabilities hence my accident last Tuesday.
I'm so relieved that Mr Ayak has come home and is helping me with difficult decisions, and also sorting out a lot of practical problems too. He will only be here for a few days, and of course I will be sorry to see him go again, but for the moment it's enough for me to know just how much he cares for me and my welfare.
We are both hoping and praying that this year will see a change in our situation, and that we can at last spend more time together. Fingers crossed.