I am writing in my living room. All dressed up with no where to go… well not until 6pm anyway. Both kids are napping and JJ decided to take a nap too (very rare!), so I decided to take advange of the quiet time. When we plan an outing this only means one thing, that I will have to get ready early. VERY early. So immediately after lunch, I took a shower, washed, dried, and fixed my hair, and applied full make-up. I even tried on my dress, but then decided that would be ridiculous to wear it around now. So I sit in my robe… Hours in advance but I am ready to go!! This is a first.
This quiet time is so nice considering the past two weeks. My extreme chaos began when our dog, Marina – known to most at Tootie, began vomiting. She has a very sensitive stomach and she does this alot, but it was happening more than usual. It was happening almost daily and I began to notice that she wasn’t eating much. She never really does eat much anyway, so I wasn’t sure what was going on. Although she gets sick alot, she never throws up on our rug… until now. Three times, and did I mention its a shag rug!!?!? UGH! ICK! I was furious. This rug is the place where Kelsey spends most of her time. Tummy time is all the time around here, and our living room rug is basically Kelsey’s play room. I always keep the rug covered with a blanket or sheet, but somehow Tootie still managed to make a mess on the rug itself. Needless to say I was not happy. It was late one night when she got sick again that we noticed there was blood. We couldn’t do anything about it then, just give her some love and apologize for getting upset with her earlier in the day Dog Mom of the year here! Epic fail. We would call the vet first thing in the morning.
So, we all hit the sack. Annie fell asleep immediately which is unheard of! She typically gets in and out of bed 100 times and then she loudly sings herself to sleep around 10pm. I found this odd, but it was 8pm and both kids were asleep. It felt great. At about 10pm as I was getting ready to slip into la-la land, a frazzled Annie enters our room and asks to sleep with us. Also unusual. She climbed in with us and went right to sleep again. Odd, she has NEVER slept with us before. JJ and I both took advantage of her snuggles, until about 11:30pm when I had her big toe in my rib cage and she was giving JJ all the snuggles. I wake JJ and he transfers her back to her bed. Again at 1:30 am, she comes in and wants to sleep with us, so I go back to her room and lay with her. All of this is totally off – she typically sleeps all night in her bed without ever waking. I knew something was going on, but thought it was possibly a one time deal. We made it through the night.
The next day, we take Tootie to the vet early in the morning. I spend lots of time on the phone with Dr. Broussard throughout the day trying to figure out whats going on with our family pet. “We think she swallowed something, there is a bulge in her abdomen, or it could be a large kidney stone, or she could have a tumor…” After an x-ray that showed nothing, they decided to do exploratory surgery. Turns out, its a big ole tumor. Our little 8 year old poodle who only weighs 5 lbs had an intestinal tumor the size of a golf ball. Okay, so they go ahead and remove it. The day goes by, its approaching 5 pm and I still haven’t heard anything about how she’s doing so I drive over to their office to find out they are still in surgery – this is about 4 hours later. I finally get to see her, she looks pitiful and she whimpers when she sees me. I have to leave her over night at the animal ER. This whole time, I’m wondering how much this is gonna cost me and what JJ is gonna say. Its a terrible feeling to have to make a decision on the spot about whether or not to remove a tumor so your dog can live without suffering, or put her down… when it all comes down to money. I felt like we did the right thing when I heard her little whimper. She wanted to live. Okay – so a night in the ER. I go home without her.
That night, Annie had the same routine. She fell hard asleep at 8 pm, then up at 10 pm, 11:30 pm, 1:30 am, 3:30 am. I knew something just was not right. Around 3:30 am, she was so miserable, she just asked if she could get up at watch TV. I was so miserable that I almost agreed, but after one more try she did fall back asleep. When we finally did woke up (exhausted) the next morning, I called the ENT immediately. I knew this must be another pesky ear infection. Or the same one (double) that we’ve been trying to get rid of since January. Thats right, January!! The ENT couldn’t fit us in, so she suggested we visit the pediatrician. If in fact it was an ear infection, we were to call back to schedule tubes. In fact, it was another terrible infection so we scheduled tubes for the following week, on Monday. Thank goodness!
Throughout all of this, I was still dealing with Tootie. I had to pick her up from the animal ER before 8am and get her back over to the Vet for the day. I got all that done, very slowly and carefully as to not hurt our sweet little healing pup. She spent the rest of the day being monitored and then was sent home that night. Great, right!? Wrong. She was up all night vomiting again Annie was up at 11:30 pm, 1:30 am, 3:30 am, etc… What was JJ doing this whole time, you ask?? Sleeping like an angel. Grrrrr! I called the Vet in the morning and had to send her back there for the day yet again. She had a bad reaction to the pain patch that they had on her skin, so they removed it and gave her some fluids. She came home that night. All weekend I had to feed her every 3 hours. I had to feed her from a syringe, make sure she drank, bring her outside to the bathroom, love on her. She got alot of special attention. The nights continued as usual with Annie waking every 2 hours.
Monday rolls around and I could not get to the surgery center fast enough. The surgery went well and was over with so quickly. The doc said how terrible her ears were and that she couldn’t believe how badly infected they still were at this time of year. She gave us the special ear drops to place into each ear twice a day. (there are many things easier to do than putting drops in a 3 year old’s ears, FYI). So relieved, we went home for Annie to recover. I just knew she would be feeling much better now. Around noon that day, she was back to her old self. “Yippee, we are in the clear!!” I thought to myself. Wrong again. That night, she coughed and coughed and coughed. Same thing the next night. Her cough got worse and sounded terrible. I called the pediatrician only to find out that there are many cases of walking pneumonia going around now and they would treat her with an antibiotic because that’s what her symptoms sounded like. I mentioned that Kelsey was also getting a cough but that I thought was allergy related and they insisted that she be brought in for a visit. So… the next day, off to the doc we go with Kels. Luckily, he didn’t seem to think it was anything more than a cold on top of allergies for both girls but he decided to treat her with the same antibiotic that Annie was taking just to be certain. Meanwhile, the Vet called to say that Tootie’s tumor was cancer. It could have spread to the lymph nodes and we need to keep a close eye on her for any strange sypmtoms.
Medicine time at our house is like a circus. There are medicine dispensers, cotton balls, saline, nebulizers, vicks, q-tips, nasal suctions, and more all over the place! There is lots of bribery happening as well. It lasts a while and tests my patience, but we get it done. Poor Tootie doesn’t get the royal treatment anymore; yet again she takes a back seat. We are almost finished with ear drops and just a few more days on the antibiotic. Hopefully everyone really will be in the clear at that point! I still have to bring Tootie to get her staples removed. Now, the kids are both awake and its almost medicine time (and once again, JJ is still sleeping like an angel). See… this is why I had to get ready 3 hours early. Maybe next week will be a little less busy.
Here is Kelsey getting a little key lime pie from her favorite Aunt Kathy.