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| Wednesday, January 14th, 2004 | | 8:25 am |
Rejoining the living
I got a good news/bad news combo right before Christmas. Got the results of my colonoscopy back. One of the 7 polyps removed was "pre-cancerous", so regular check-ups are something to "look forward to" long before I'm 50. I have diverticulitis ...which isn't that serious unless you're really old. Since I only _feel_ really old, I'm OK *g* Finished a 10 day course of metronidazol and am glad to be done with that - alcohol is a big no-no, so that shot my New Year's Eve drunken orgy plans. Had an ERCP (basically an endoscopy) to make sure everything was OK with the upper half of my digestive tract.....Ok except for some esophageal irritation from reflux. Taking Prevacid - no more heartburn. Liver function test to rule out gallstones in my bile duct- since I had my gall bladder removed in '99, I didn't think that was possible, but I suppose it was. Turns out that wasn't the problem either. Doc scratching his head, shrugging a bit and ready to call it all IBS. As a last resort, I go for some allergy testing. BINGO! It turns out I am allergic to a whole slew of things. Clams, scallops (these 2 aren't biggies - I detest both) wheat, corn, soy, shrimp, walnuts and peanuts. Some reactions are more severe than others - none approach the "carry an Epi Kit with you" level_ but that sure explains the mysterious rashes, constant congestion and sinus problems, bloat, diarrhea, stomach pain, lethargy etc. So......good news is I'm not a hypochondriac! Bad news is I really rely on those foods for low-point and high fiber options....no more Skinny Chips, tortillas, tofu, shrimp stir-fries, pasta, high fiber bread, walnut-apple salads, high fiber cereals....gee, just about everything I've put in my mouth for the past 6 years. I've been reading labels very carefully and am ECSTATIC that 1. I've lost almost 7 pounds 2. I'm able to wear pants with a button and zipper without wincing 3. The alligator skin on my cheek has receded. 4. The "contact dermatitis" on my hands is gone. I'm able to wear my wedding rings and use cleaning products .....and it's the dead of winter. Unheard of! I may just be back to some semblance of my old self! :-) Current Mood:  bouncy | | Monday, March 24th, 2003 | | 1:54 pm |
Lily's been in the house for 8 days now. In some ways, she is great. Other things have me extremely worried. We picked her up last Sunday .....about a 2 hour drive. When we pulled into the parking lot, she was lunging and barking at a German Shepherd about 150 yards away. Never did get her calmed down enough to where I would consider approaching her. Loaded her crate while Chris, her owner, walked her and then he loaded her into the crate. Since the crate took up most of the hatch of the explorer, even with the 3/4 seat down, I sat in back with her while Devin sat up front (that had its own set of worries attached) Lily barked, growled, snarled and lunged if I talked, moved or made eye contact with her. After the first hour, I was asked myself "What the hell have I done". Dave was asking the same thing.....but wasn't keeping it to himself. I finally asked him to pull over, as I just felt continuing to allow her to behave this way was not a good idea. The guys disappeared for a while and Lily and I had a long chat about required behavior. After another 30 minutes of carrying on, she finally broke eye contact and we resumed the trip. Once we were home and in the garage, she came out of her crate nicely and everything was wonderful. We explored the perimeter of the yard and the house and she behaved nicely. REAL curious about the cats....chased them a few times and settled in. We chalked the behavior in the car up to the stress of the transport. Next day was more of the same. Nice long walk during the quiet of the day. Little bit of cat chasing. Lots of "good girl", treats. Excellent behavior around all 3 of us, including Devin. Met the neighbor (on our property) and while shy, did allow him to give a treat. I was fairly pleased with her progress. Unfortunately, on Tuesday things went to hell in a handset. Bella, the neighbor's 1 year old GR-mix came bounding over and Lily took umbrage at the invasion. Dave quickly brought her in the house, but then made a huge mistake. Neighbor Sharon came onto the porch to apologize for Bella and Dave brought Lily back out....still stressed. Lily lunged and growled....no harm done but still scary. We're still walking every day and sometimes meet a person. Lily will growl. If she's able to calm down, the person is invited to give her a treat. Otherwise, we continue on our way. She started obedience training yesterday and are segregated to our own corner of the parking lot as Lily is definitely dog and person aggressive. The trainer did reassure me that Lily is not the most hazardous case she has ever dealt with..... and I didn't ask what happened to the ones who were worse. She did need a muzzle at the vet today. Mary Beth was OK with that and was unwilling to pass judgment right now, so I still hold some hope. I'm real pissed that I specifically asked about her behavior at the vet and was told "She's real good" Lily's medical records tell a completely different story, unless "real good" means muzzled and restrained on 3 out of 4 fucking visits On a good note, today Lily refrained from chased Calvin after I growled "Leave it". This is wonderful news as both cats have been firmly entrenched upstairs. Fuzzy is another story, but she has some sort of cosmic "Kick Me" sign attached to her behind. Lily can be returned any time in the first 30 days with no questions asked. I have to make a decision. Is 30 days enough time for her to adjust? Is she a time bomb? I'm trying to stay positive, but it's hard. | | Friday, March 14th, 2003 | | 11:27 am |
Two applications, 3 home visits (the last one done by the owner of the kennel I use...we had a chuckle over that one), 5 long distance phone calls and uncounted e-mails later, the adoption of Lily is finally approved. Transport was arranged for last weekend.....cancelled due to snow in WV and PA. Transport rearranged and rerouted to go through VA and MD for this Sunday. Yesterday her owner calls me and says "I need to cancel Lily's transport" My heart stopped. There was dead silence as tears started and I managed to choke out "you're keeping her?" Thank God he wasn't. He's decided to drive Lily himself because he's worried about stressing her. I'll meet him in Clarksburg tomorrow afternoon and I will have a dog again. Here are two different links with much different pictures. Remind me never to have anyone take a picture of me from above! Lily looking like an angel Lily looking like a really fat Lab!The invisible fence is installed. It was wonderfully fun to attempt to dig a trench after 3 months of below-freezing temps. I may even treat myself to a manicure, as my hands are completely and totally fucked. I'll admit that I have been in a bit of a snit lately. I got the results of my CT and sonogram back and both were not good. I still have clots present in both my right lung and both legs. However, it is either the original clots and they are smaller, so the coumadin is working but slower than originally anticipated ........or new clots have formed, which means I'm much more screwed. I'm going to continue anti-coagulants for 3 more months. The next option is clot-busters or a screen thng inserted into my major leg veins. Neither of those sound really wonderful to me, especially after doing some research, so I'm adopting a wait and see attitude. It's also lookging like instead of moving to aspirin as originally planned once the clots have lysed, I'll be staying on coumadin indefinitely (albeit at a lower dose) I am extremely disappointed with the news. I don't sleep now. I analyze every twinge as if somehow I can anticipate throwing a clot. I'm a wreck when Dave leaves on an overnight because I'm scared to death (HA) something will happen and Devin will find my cold body. That's the big one right there. Not that I'll die ..... I've been told it happens to everyone after all ...... but that Devin will be the one to find me. I'm so unbelievably morbid. Ahhh...I didn't want to end on that note but I've experienced brain freeze. That happens a lot lately Current Mood:  apathetic | | Thursday, February 13th, 2003 | | 10:33 am |
| | Wednesday, February 12th, 2003 | | 12:10 pm |
Leslie Sansone
As part of my "35 WILL BE BETTER" campaign, I popped in the Leslie Sansone WAP 1 mile just now :-) That is a nice little workout. Definitely no excuse not to do it every morning as it's only around 15 minutes and I am feeling refreshed. AND...for the record... I didn't find it "slow" | | Tuesday, February 11th, 2003 | | 5:40 pm |
These are rather addictive
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| | Sunday, February 9th, 2003 | | 8:17 pm |
Obladi oblada
Life goes on *s* The week from hell is over and hopefully not soon to be repeated. . I seem to have had an allergic reaction to the cheap-ass Rite Aid tissues I've been using to mop my face, so things aren't exactly pretty, but are getting better. Looked at a few Anatolian rescue sites today withOUT sobbing hysterically, so progress is being made. It helps that Calvin is doing his "I'm a really small dog-don't let the meow thing throw ya" routine. Mic, thought of you especially today as I put away the dog paraphernalia - I can remember when you had to do it with Az's things And a heart felt thank you to Melis for the condolences and wishes! I'm quite tired. Grief and stress took their toll....along with one mother of a drive on Thursday. Dave's home, but sick....I can hear him hacking away upstairs and think I'll be spending the night on the couch. And a question now How do I learn about HTML? I wanted to post a pic of Jacey and haven't the faintest clue how to do so. Is there a tutorial somewhere on LJ? trying this out  Current Mood:  pensive | | Wednesday, February 5th, 2003 | | 11:06 pm |
She nuzzled my soul
More blood tests confirmed that Jacey had kidney failure and she was ....what do I say here.... euthanized is too sterile and I've tried to avoid "put to sleep" since Devin was 2. My mother had to put her dog "to sleep" and he wondered exactly when she would be waking up. Good fucking question and I wish it was that easy. It rained today. How appropriate. I pulled in the driveway and instinctively checked to see if all the curtains were in place. Calvin is wandering around aimlessly meowing for his buddy, Fuzzy is enjoying walking on the floor for the first time in 12 years and this house is too damn quiet. | | Monday, February 3rd, 2003 | | 3:49 pm |
Monday blues
Well....today just absolutely sucked Dave's grandmother died at 2:15. She had been doing poorly for sometime and I now feel horrible for bitching about helping the MIL find a flight to TX last week. My cousin died at 3:00. He had liver cancer and had been on a transplant list until they found that the cancer had metastasized. He asked to be removed from life support on Friday and the fact that he went quickly is a blessing. Jacey will be at the vet's for the next 48 hours on an IV. Her kidney enzyme counts are off the chart and until she is re-hydrated, no one can say whether she is in renal failure or is just "sick" Not a good day....not a good day at all. | | Friday, January 31st, 2003 | | 1:07 pm |
A Cautionary tale
when depilatories state that one should do a 24 hour patch test to test for sensitivity, a person would be wise to heed that advice. I am now the not-so-proud wearer of several....hmmmm...I guess they would be considered burns. Turns out waxing would have been a less painful option. I have a feeling I am going to be very unhappy very soon. Jacey is not walking well and isn't able to go up steps. I'm really really hoping that it's just an arthritis flare-up or muscle strain, but I might have to face the fact that a 12 year old 125 lb dog is a very old dog indeed. We have an appt with the vet on Monday and I'll have to spend the weekend wondering. *sigh* | | Friday, January 24th, 2003 | | 11:03 pm |
*sniff*
Even if I wasn't intensely hormonal right now, Weet's entry tonight would have moved me to tears | | Friday, January 3rd, 2003 | | 12:01 pm |
My husband is a dick
*jingle bells* ( I need to change the ring on my cell phone) Me: Hello? DFD: What are you doing? Me: Why are you calling my cell? DFD: Where are you? Me: Home. DFD: Oh (dead silence for 2 minutes) Me: Dave, I have 30 free minutes per month. Were you calling so that I could diagnose your breathing pattern over the phone or was there a purpose to this call TO MY CELL? DFDL Little bitchy today? Me: I'm hanging up DFD: Ummmm....yeah.....hold on Me: I'm hanging up DFD: NO Wait What are we doing Sunday? Me: Nothing, why? DFD: I got playoff tickets Me: Hot damn! And they're playing the Browns too! Cool, cool, cool! (dead silence) DFD: Uh, I only got 2. Me: So will your parents watch Dev or do you want me to call my mother? DFD: Uhh (more dead air) Me: (obtaining the elusive clue) OMG, you're taking Devin DFD: Well....uhhhh...after I got the tickets....I.....uhhhh....bought him the Hines Ward jersey he wanted and ..... uhhhhhhh Me: Fine. If I wasn't so fat, I do a roadie to the outlets ALL F'ing DAY SUNDAY *click* So, now I have to come up with a plan for something that beats going to the first play off game. I haven't been to a game in 2 years. I hope it's 10F below Off to check the weather and make myself feel better Me: | | Thursday, January 2nd, 2003 | | 12:21 pm |
Do I really need
more exercise equipment?? God help me, I want a fitball. Time to start heating up the plastic for the new year. | | Wednesday, January 1st, 2003 | | 10:49 pm |
New year...New Me (part deux)
Oh fergawdssake! I'm all set to write the Great American journal entry and *poof* Well now, that just simply blows monkey cock, doesn't it? (I've been DYING to use that particular line, courtesy of UB) Speaking of UB, I'm a bit tired of his plagiarism of my ideas! I'm all set to bitch about my grinchy relatives-in-law ...... he bitched first. Ready to groan about MY fat ass ..... he's already been there/done that. Now I'm stuck trotting out tired crap like "New me in 2003" *yawn* I spent quite a bit of time in the prior piece that went poof detailing my grand plan. I'm now electing for Reader's Digest Condensed and saying 1. I will not be this fat in 2004 2. I will not be this poor in 2004 3. I will not be this messy in 2004 4. i will not be this crabby in 2004 5. I will compose all future entries in Word first! | | Thursday, December 5th, 2002 | | 12:21 am |
Ya know, I thought this journal stuff would be fun. Instead, I've been sitting here staring at a blank screen for 30 minutes. Time to jump in Feeling a great sense of accomplishment as m Christmas shopping is 99.9% complete. Ordered my last 3 gifts tonight and now just have to pray that I receive them in time to wrap them and send them out *crossing fingers, toes and eyes* Now to find a present that won't make the MIL cry on Christmas Eve. If you have a suggestion (that won't earn me a divorce) for a 58 year old diabetic with asthma, fibromyalgia, psoriasis and what ever the newest ailment is, who has NO discernible interests, hobbies or anything that would make her life bearable ......please, let me know. Off to finish the last of the laundry. Devin is going on a field trip to see The Nutcracker and must look festive, which necessitates me breaking out the iron and starch. Current Mood: accomplished |
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