People get dogs for many reasons. Some simply love dogs and can’t imagine a life without a four-legged canine. Others need a service dog for various reasons or, like me, they need an emotional support animal.
 
To be a true emotional support dog, Coconut needed to be prescribed by a licensed mental health professional. In my case, my therapist suggested that his presence might ease my post-wreck anxiety and give me a focus in life. Coconut has done all that and more and last night he certainly earned his room and board.
 
I woke up last night at about 2:00 with the worst headache I ever had in my entire life. It was so bad that the pain radiated down into my middle back making it hard to breathe. I tore a muscle from the base of my neck down to the middle of my back in the wreck in 2015. Back home my insurance paid for massages, acupuncture, acupressure, massage, and reflexology. Here, not so much. I think too much screen time and the drive to and from Chicago came to a head, literally, last night. The awful bed and pillows at the Marriott didn’t help.
 
I was scared and I felt myself stressing and making it worse. Coconut usually hates being held. I have a serious no dog policy in my home about dogs in bed. But this was really scary. Gary brought the dog into the bed and I held him tight and stroked him. It helped quite a bit and I felt myself relax a bit and finally drift off to sleep. A troubled and not in the least bit restful sleep, but at least it was not as awful.
 
Coconut patiently stayed like that at least two hours and then jumped to the floor and went to his own bed.
 
This morning he refused to down to go outside or eat until he knew I was okay and I had to be the one to take him out.
 
I don’t really have the money but I think it’s time for a massage or three.
 
I am beyond grateful to my little emotional support dog. Most days I don’t think of his as having any need at all except to make me laugh or to roam the neighborhood. But last night he more than earned his room and board and likely an extra treat. Now the trick is how to make sure that Coconut knows it’s a one time in the people bed for him.
 
If you are like me and you are considering getting an emotional support animal you might want to stop by and see if there is a dog who might help you with anxiety, PTSD, depression, and more.