Jamie tagged me for this meme. This is a good one for me. Probably a bit boring for you but I often have too much to say so keeping it to one word is a challenge.
I wont tag anyone to do this. We are all pretty busy getting ready for the holiday but if you are looking for some filler for your noblopomo have at it.
Where is your cell phone? purse
Where is your significant other? work
Your hair color? brown
Your mother? embarrassment
Your father? best
Your favorite thing? ring
Your dream last night? progress
Your dream/goal? buried
The room you’re in? basement
Your hobby? decorating
Your fear? loss
Where do you want to be in 6 years? better
Where were you last night? home
What you’re not? fake
One of your wish-list items? camera
Where you grew up? t-town
Last thing you did? mail
What are you wearing? jeans
Your TV? flat
Your pet? healing
Your computer? slow
Your mood? happy
Missing someone? everyone
Your car? silver
Something you’re not wearing? earrings
Favorite store? Ann Taylor Loft
Your summer? baseball
Love someone? completely
Your favorite color? yellow
When is the last time you laughed? today
Last time you cried? Saturday
The weekend provided some much needed relief! My friends arrived Friday evening and we sat around drinking wine and catching up. We had a great night, the highlight of which was when Mike found dance classes on demand and tried learning various dance moves. That my friends is fun for the whole family.
Saturday Bruno came home and after I held him and snuggled for a while Mike and Nate kept him company while the girls and I went and got pedicures had lunch, did some shopping and of course, went to Starbucks. We had a little get together on Saturday night with a few other friends coming over for dinner. Sunday after everyone had headed home I took a 2 hour nap! Perfect weekend!
Now I am getting ready for our trip. We have a lot to do. I have to pick up my curtain’s, get the boy a haircut, do a little food shopping, get the dog stuff in order for boarding with all of the drug instructions, pack and then get the house ready. You know my brand of crazy, getting the house ready means spotless and beds made so we can come home to peace.
I am really looking forward to this trip. I haven’t been to visit my Dad in 3 years, he has been here countless times. It is way past our turn. It is so cold here, raining today and snowing the next two. We are flying into perfect mid 70′s. Family, good food and sunshine. Ahhhhhh! Friday Sue and I will go shopping for a bit and Mike Dad and Nate will hang out. On Saturday night we are leaving Nate with a “sitter” (my step sister) for the first time! We are going to Universal Studios to see the Blue Man Group with Dad and S-Mom. I am so dang excited! I’m going to wear heels and carry a bag that does not contain a Thomas the train or diaper or baby spoon. If we can squeeze it in we want to take the kid to Disney’s Animal Kingdom. We have been there before and it is much less crazy than say Epcot and a little more like a large interactive zoo which is better for a 1 year old than a bunch of rides that he cant go on. So yeah, I’m excited!
So tell me what you guys are doing for Turkey Day! Big plans, lots of relaxing, crazy black Friday shopping?
Apparently this week hasn’t handed me enough stress or heart ache.
Today while I was backing out of my parking space at the vet where I was visiting the worlds sweetest dog with a bald belly sporting 25 staples and two reverse sweat bands on each “arm” this woman totally hit me! TOTALLY RAN INTO MY CAR- My door to be exact. We left at the same time but even with my kid I am about 50 years younger so I was completely backed out and checked my mirror again, she was to my left and saw her reverse lights. Now, this is where I could have done better. I just sat there, watching her car get closer and closer to mine while laying on my horn. had I any reaction aside from HORNHORNHORN (why isn’t your entire steering wheel the horn, why must I “find” it when I need it) I might have been able to get out of her way. Closer, closer, crunch. CRUNCH! Because I was stopped and she is 112 years old it sounded much worse than it actually is. Just a little paint sharing. Before I jumped out she pulled forward and I saw her bumber had a really small paint line, then I saw my door which is really no big deal. Thank God. Because, seriously!
She was a very sweet woman(whoshoudnotbedriving) and said, “Oh sweetie, I am just so sorry, is your little boy alright?” I said he was, thanks for asking. Smiled, waved and got back into my car. And screamed. Then, I went on about my day.
It is 10:45 am and I am still in my pj’s. I have a lot to do today but it’s been a slow start. My friends will be on their way in under an hour, driving 8 just to see us for a weekend. Amazing women in my life, I tell you.
I am still feeling sort of raw after yesterday’s events. Grateful, of course, but the emotion is close to the surface. It’s the sort of day where you look around and see everything in a different light. Nate and I will go visit Mr B after lunch. I dreamt last night that I brought in a cheesecake today, to thank them for saving my pup. I woke up with tears streaming down my face. It’s really an awesome and strange thing to grow such an attachment to an animal. This dog is my baby, a four legged one but baby nonetheless. He has a large piece of my heart. This isn’t news to me, I have always known but when you are as close to saying goodbye as we were yesterday I just want to hold him. Because I can’t, because he is resting in a little metal cage with warming blankets and an iv feeding him fluids and pain meds, I hug my actual baby and my husband. I am so grateful. My life is wonderful, I have the love of my family a roof over my head and food in my belly. Is there really anything more that we can ask for?
I hope everyone has a great weekend. Again, thank you for being here for me yesterday. I appreciate it so very much.
So, we got to visit him. He is so skinny but already looks better. He has a very long incision but still stood up when he heard my voice- sweet boy. He is doing very well, considering. We are on a 48 hour watch for any toxic sock that can result when a organ strangulates it self and also for any blood clots. Both are possible but I really believe that he made it this far and he will be just fine. We may get to bring him home as early as Saturday afternoon but we have to wait and see. Apparently this sort of thing is extremely rare, like 1 in 100,000 dogs! We got to see the spleen and it was the size of a gallon ziplock bag and weighed 3.5 lbs. Crazy. She also said that we brought him in just in the nick of time, he would have died before morning he was bleeding internally so rapidly. I don’t know how to express my feelings at this point. When Mike dropped the blood off this afternoon (they made us pick it up from the vet school so they could get the surgery started asap) they told Mike they were already experiencing complications. We were already mourning him. I told him goodbye. And yet, here he is. Mr Bruno MoneyPIt. I’m so incredibly happy and so very, very tired. I cant wait to have him back.
He made it! It was a little different scenario once they got in there. His spleen had twisted it self multiple times so the blood was backing up and seeping out. No mass on it, no cancer. They did remove it since he doesn’t need it. All of his organs look healthy. He is undergoing the blood transfusion now and we should be able to go see him in a few hours. He isn’t out of the woods yet but its looking much better than we anticipated. Thanks for you so much for your kind words. To say it’s been a horrible day would be an understatement.
Its bad, about as bad as we could have imagined. His spleen is enlarged and has a giant mass growing on it which is bleeding. His blood volume is less than half of what it should be because of the bleed. He is having a blood transfusion and his spleen removed (as I type) we are hopeful but it doesn’t look good. The mass could be cancer and if it is it is most likely spread throughout his body. Because of the low level of blood there is a high risk that he wont survive the surgery. Best case they remove the spleen and he is okay. We cant expect to have our regular old dog back…. I don’t know what to expect but I don’t have a good feeling. The surgery is about 90 minutes. Will know more in a bit.
I haven’t gone into detail about Bruno’s symptoms for two reasons. One your probably not interested, two, I don’t like to tempt fate. I was so sure he was doing better yesterday but I am wrong.
He’s been sick for 5 days now, maybe 6. Saturday he yakked twice (curtain incident) Sunday, twice but no more since then. He wont eat, he sleeps all day long. If he is up he is standing in one place not moving with his chin nearly on the ground. It takes him several minutes to make it up and down the stairs taking a rest on the landing for either direction. Despite the fact that he has had about 2.5 meals over the course of 4 days he looks bloated. His breathing seems labored (though he is a bulldog- I could be reaching) he is not well.
The stupid thing is that I didn’t want to take him into the vet. Over the past 8 years we have dumped thousands into this dog probably 10 thousand by now. Broken toe, surgeries, heat stroke to name a few. 8 times out of 10 the dog is fine and we drop several hundred to be told so. We are a little more seasoned at this point and are getting better at waiting him out rather than take him in at the first sign of a limp. But now I am worried that this was the wrong time to wait it out. I don’t know if dogs can get a “bug” but that’s what I told myself on Monday. He seemed hung over. Now it’s Thursday and he still won’t eat and is hardly mobile (we have been lifting him onto the couch) I am really worried.
He has a check up in a few hours. Wish us luck.
Okay, Nate wins. My mouth is killing me. I knew that having work done and a cleaning in the same day was a lot but, ugh, ouch.
Today started early. Again. Nathan has been waking up around 5 for about 2 weeks. I don’t get him up because he goes back to sleep after just a few minutes of cooing, then he is ready to get up around 7. 7 is fine, I can do 7 but when he wakes me up at 5 I can’t go back to sleep. Mike gets up to work out and I can hear the tv (blaring!) and the treadmill and then the cat wants to be fed and it’s over. I’m awake. Oh well, you cant make a kid sleep. I cant go to bed any earlier, I try all the time but I am just not ready to sleep until 10:30. Really none of this is worthy of sympathy or of my complaining. I think the issue is really the crankiness of the boy because of his teeth and because he is getting up earlier and only napping once per day, my day is longer. Once they pop I hope he is feeling better and we can have a few less tantrums. You know, from me!
I made the day worse than it had to be. I was egging the boy on to ham it up for the camera when I dropped it. Lens first. It’s a goner. The shutter opens when you turn it off and closes when you turn it on. I’m beyond angry about this. I have wanted a new camera since about 23 minutes after we got this one but you must understand. My husband, he is cheap. I don’t want another crap camera, I want a good one and if I get a good one now its going to seriously affect the outcome of the bedroom Christmas plan. BUT, I can’t be without a camera. It is day 19 of 30 days of shoes! I tried to use my camera phone but my phone-snapfish connection is failing and more importantly, we are probably taking the kid to the Happiest Place on Earth* next week. Can we go without documentation? How will we prove to him that he was there and he was in fact Happy without a camera! Will he believe us if its just a story without photos? I think not! He will demand to go, again. Which don’t tell him but Grandma and Grandpa live 40 minutes from said place of Happiness, he won’t even have to beg. But that is beside the point!
Bad day. I sure hope that tomorrow no ones mouth hurts, no dogs vomit and nothing gets ruined or broken. I cant tell you how many times I have yelled “this is why we can’t have nice things!” in the past 42 hours.
*Disney World- god help us. God help Mike if he utters the words “disposable camera!”
I have plenty to be happy about and some great things coming up to look forward too. But, I am so overwhelmed and tired.
The dog is sick. I am watching him closely and giving him lots of attention. He has been a little barfy which I didn’t think much of since he always is if he eats a little too much and Nate has been feeding him a lot in addition to him dumping his food on the floor which B cleans right up. This is apparently more than that. He is slow moving, not playful and this morning wouldn’t eat his breakfast. I got him to eat this afternoon, but out of my hand not his bowl. He is a sad sack. He isn’t warm and hasn’t barfed since Sunday, I am hoping he feels better soon. We are boarding him for 6 days next week and I am totally stressed about leaving him. Though or kennel is at the vet so he will be in a good place, but not at home where its warm and he has his bed (s) and where it is quite. So, I’m sad about that. I’m also totally upset about my dining room curtains. They have fallen victim to Bruno’s illness. After spending hours calling various dry cleaners I took them in today to have them cut and re hemmed! AH! They are going to be a touch too short but its the only way to save them. I am going to get some of the rings with clips to make up for the few inches that are being removed. Wha!! I love those dang curtains. Why couldn’t he have gone after the one cheap ones from Target, nope. He has always had expensive taste. Stinker.
I am also digging deep to stay patent with this teething dictator that is ruling my days. Poor baby, I do feel badly for him but really does the whining help? At all? I know when I’m in pain or down that it really doesn’t. Here, cram this frozen washcloth in that whine-hole and ziiiiip it! He will be laughing at me tomorrow when I get mine. Teeth cleaning and 4 fillings, what a great way to spend some time alone.
So, really just two things but they are like a cloud over my house. My kid and my dog are not well. I am trying to get my head into the holidays and having company this weekend and traveling next week and I cant get excited.
Think happy thoughts for Bruno and if you have any suggestions to help with molars AND eye teeth I’ll take them.
This house has been cursed the last few days. Sick dog, teething baby who will not nap and wakes at the crack of dawn. He is cranky, I am cranky. However, today I found the magic dose of Motrin for the molar and eyetooth combo this poor guy is dealing with and he slept for a glorious 2.5 hours!
Rather than take a shower and brush my teeth I decided to wrap up the bathroom project. I got the last coat of white paint on and the decals up. I ordered the decals from an Etsy store and I love them. I am really excited about how it turned out. They were so easy to use and fun to arrange. Another awesome part is they just peel off when you are going to move or want a new look. Such a cool way to change the look of a small and boring bathroom.
Do you ever find that you have gotten into something before you have stopped to think first? This clean up your messy house challenge is in my head a lot as I go from room to room, looking at things every time I open a cabinet or closet to see if anything jumps out at me that should be given the boot. This morning I plop Nate down in the toy heap family room and turn on the computer. Before I know it I am up to my elbows in papers and scraps and shoot I don’t have time for this right now but I am on a roll.
I do this sort of thing all the time. Start dusting when I was just about to leave the house. Go to the bathroom and end up cleaning the shower. Fold laundry, move furniture. Week before last it was tape and paint the bathroom. I had no time for it that day but I got too deep before I knew I had even begun. Needless to say the bathroom is still half done. I have to get it done before next weekend since we are having house guests.
This little project is a good one. I know that but this morning as I was going through the stack of crap on my bookcase I found so much stuff that is just more work. A pile of home maintenance receipts and vendor contact info to name one. We have lived here for 2 years and I have not made a file for that stuff, just a stack. This could turn out to be more work that I anticipated. You are supposed to do 10 minutes per day of throwing out/ donating. I need to stick to the months task rather than get into it like this on a whim.
I will finish this mess I have started but I am NOT getting into another one until Peter tells me too.