May pretty much sucked. Had way too much going on and now here it is, June, and I'm exhausted.
WILL be going back to the gym.
WILL be posting more than once a month.
WILL be getting more sleep (I hope).
Take care all, and more later this week.
P.S.: Sadie is doing fine!
Showing posts with label Sadie Update. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sadie Update. Show all posts
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
God? Can You Please Give Her A Sleeping Pill?
Or hit her over the head with a stick? Please?
[Editorial note: I mean hit ME over the head with a stick, not the dog. I reread this today and thought, Yow! that sounds sooooo wrong!]
Well Sadie is sorta better but not really, I can tell she's in pain. She sleeps more than the average dog but is sleeping more than Sadie-usual. It is probably the codeine but it still makes me worry.
The boys (being Buzzy and Nico) are aware something's different and Buzzy, used to being the Momma's Boy, is not taking well to the attention I'm giving Sadie. Out of necessity, yes, and out of fear.
Fear. Shit. I have been afraid since February 2007 when I learned she had liver problems. My dogs are my "children" - I opted for the furry type - and I'm sick as hell that I haven't been able to get someone to "fix" this problem.
I pray (yes, I pray) that it isn't cancer. The thought alone makes me want to vomit. Makes me want to crawl under the covers and never come out. But I have to. They depend upon me. I have to be strong.
I just wish I could take her problems on as my own. If my liver could fit into her tiny body, I'd give it to her. I'd give any of them my left foot to be healthy. Only a few more days until I get the biopsy. I tend to expect the worst, hope for the best, and shoot down the middle. Save a prayer for Sadie tonight, tomorrow, whenever you read this.
PSA: Please get pet health insurance. NOW. I wish I had done so. I still have one without pre-existing conditions, I'm going to get him on insurance before it's too late.
[Editorial note: I mean hit ME over the head with a stick, not the dog. I reread this today and thought, Yow! that sounds sooooo wrong!]
Well Sadie is sorta better but not really, I can tell she's in pain. She sleeps more than the average dog but is sleeping more than Sadie-usual. It is probably the codeine but it still makes me worry.
The boys (being Buzzy and Nico) are aware something's different and Buzzy, used to being the Momma's Boy, is not taking well to the attention I'm giving Sadie. Out of necessity, yes, and out of fear.
Fear. Shit. I have been afraid since February 2007 when I learned she had liver problems. My dogs are my "children" - I opted for the furry type - and I'm sick as hell that I haven't been able to get someone to "fix" this problem.
I pray (yes, I pray) that it isn't cancer. The thought alone makes me want to vomit. Makes me want to crawl under the covers and never come out. But I have to. They depend upon me. I have to be strong.
I just wish I could take her problems on as my own. If my liver could fit into her tiny body, I'd give it to her. I'd give any of them my left foot to be healthy. Only a few more days until I get the biopsy. I tend to expect the worst, hope for the best, and shoot down the middle. Save a prayer for Sadie tonight, tomorrow, whenever you read this.
PSA: Please get pet health insurance. NOW. I wish I had done so. I still have one without pre-existing conditions, I'm going to get him on insurance before it's too late.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
It's Raining, It's Pouring...
the Chicken isn't snoring.
Nope, I'm up, working from home, playing nurse to Sadie. Who has figured out the "turkey tacos" I give them (turkey lunch meat wrapped around their meds) aren't really this fab treat, but something she has to eat.
You try wrestling a Min Pin to get 2 pills down her throat. My digits are all intact, and I was able to do it without coming close to her belly.
By the way, I love love love my vet. Originally, it was to be a 4 inch incision, because they had to look at the other organs just to make sure things were okay. The specialist (who wanted six times what my vet charged) probably would have done it. My vet's partner (who is my vet, too, they alternate) was able to do it cutting her open only 1.5 inches. I think I'll take them a cookie tray or something. When I picked her up, he said it wasn't much bigger than the laparoscopy incisions would have been. So glad I opted to do this instead of make the trip to the closest vet school in Texas.
Anyway, wanted to update everyone. Many thanks to all the good thoughts sent Sadie's way. Mo, I think I answered your text yesterday, but it's sorta been a fog.
Now it's off to do some work after a long weekend. I need to catch up.
P.S. The mage is almost 67. Not that you care, but I'm excited to hit 70.
Nope, I'm up, working from home, playing nurse to Sadie. Who has figured out the "turkey tacos" I give them (turkey lunch meat wrapped around their meds) aren't really this fab treat, but something she has to eat.
You try wrestling a Min Pin to get 2 pills down her throat. My digits are all intact, and I was able to do it without coming close to her belly.
By the way, I love love love my vet. Originally, it was to be a 4 inch incision, because they had to look at the other organs just to make sure things were okay. The specialist (who wanted six times what my vet charged) probably would have done it. My vet's partner (who is my vet, too, they alternate) was able to do it cutting her open only 1.5 inches. I think I'll take them a cookie tray or something. When I picked her up, he said it wasn't much bigger than the laparoscopy incisions would have been. So glad I opted to do this instead of make the trip to the closest vet school in Texas.
Anyway, wanted to update everyone. Many thanks to all the good thoughts sent Sadie's way. Mo, I think I answered your text yesterday, but it's sorta been a fog.
Now it's off to do some work after a long weekend. I need to catch up.
P.S. The mage is almost 67. Not that you care, but I'm excited to hit 70.
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