Well, what a week. It merits using color throughout this post.
-Still sick dog who continues to do crap that will make her sick
-Another visit to the ER (for me, not dog)
And good things too!
-nursery colors have been chosen
-Ron has perfected the "bounce the remote of my tum" trick
-lovely meeting and spending time with Rachie from Infertile Turtle!
Soooo: Sick Dog.
Last Saturday, while getting ready for a Halloween party, Mook yelled from the shower: "Where's the soap?!" We were in the process of having our master shower redone, so we had been using the guest bathroom for about 3 weeks-this shower is just the full bath with the pull back curtain; our master shower is the glass door kind. These details are important, because it explains the crime. So in response to Mook's cry for soap, I yelled back "It HAS to be in there, because I just replaced it." Well it wasn't. Our first thought was that our neighbor's throwing the party were playing a practical joke. Umm, yeaaa that was amusing: playfully accusing our neighbor's of stealing soap. I'm pretty sure they think we're a bit nuts now! :0)
Oh well, we just had a ghost in the house...ooo spooky Halloween. So Sunday came and went without incident. Monday came and went without incident. Then Tuesday...Mook got home to find puddles of vomit...with suds in it. We found our ghost. She had been able to climb into the shower and grab it off the shelf.
ER vet told us to monitor her overnight, and we took her to our vet first thing Wednesday--she had definitely eaten the soap, and was quite sick because of it. They kept her overnight and thankfully nursed her back to health.
Why she is doing this now when she is almost 4? Well...our theory matches the vet's: she is craving more attention, and because I've been keeping that exact brand of soap in bed with me for my leg cramps, she is associating that smell with me. Hopefully she has lost her interest in soap after all this...
Howevvverrr: Still sick dog who continues to do crap that will make her sick.
She's been eating the trash. Going room to room, and pulling it all out and ripping it to shreds...she's never done this in the past. Again, the vet thinks it's smell association. She's hacking and not helping herself get better...I don't need another large vet bill. Could be back the crate for her during the day if she doesn't change her behavior.
Another visit to the ER (for me, not dog)
Saturday we had a nice day planned: some errands, breakfast at our favorite diner, meeting up with friends...Thank goodness we got all of that in before we made a trip to the ER. After having lunch with our friends, I went to the restroom to find that I had gushed fluid. Not comforting. Also, my heart had been acting funny since Thursday--skipping beats, making me catch my breath. So in combination with the gush of fluid and my heart, I made the decision to head off to the hospital.
Our on call service sucks. I have put in a formal complaint-they didn't call me back until Sunday. So I made sure to make that quite clear when I got to the ER to check in. Thank goodness, they got me back pretty quick--got me hooked up to the monitor and the doctor on call happened to be right near by. The monitor sung with Ron's heartbeat, and soon it had to be turned down because he making so much noise kicking the monitor in protest. Way to go, son!
Fluid: ended up just me being "juicy" Uh huh, the on call OB was very witty--she kept telling us, "The penis keeps me in business." Had to laugh at that one. But really, this whole juicy business freaks me out--and it's just something I'm going to have to deal with.
My heart: they did an EKG, took some blood to see if my thyroid is out of whack--of course I didn't have any palpitations while hooked up, but they have continued and it makes me catch my breath. I had a regular OB checkup today, and thank goodness he was able to get me into see a cardiologist tomorrow. I realize that my heart is pumping more blood, so hopefully that's all it is. But it's frequent enough to make it a concern--the OB agreed. I'm also having circulation issues in my legs, so Im anxious for tomorrow.
Next appt won't be for 4 weeks, and it's a biggie: glucose test and u/s to check on previa (please pray that it moves).
Nursery colors have been chosen.
YAY. Thought it was going to take us a lot longer, and be a lot harder-but we've already put a test swatch up for the 2 we chose, and it's a go! Will share photos when the room is a bit more complete.
The remote trick.
I can't wait to catch it on video--I'm planning to keep my phone with me the next few nights when I go to bed--this seems to be the prime action time. I never get tired of that feeling. So grateful that I will be 24 weeks tomorrow...
Lovely time meeting and spending time with Rachie from Infertile Turtle!
She was in my tiny little town visiting her brother--small world! So we were able to meet last night for about 2 hours--we got kicked out of Panera! Talk about a lovely person--I wish we had more time to chat and just hang out-hopefully we'll be able to visit again soon. She's gearing up for her first IVF, please stop by and wish her well!
Oops, got a little winded. Thanks for reading all the way through...I'll be sure to post an update on my cardio appointment and as always, prayers and good thoughts are always appreciated.