I'm drinking wine and perusing LinkedIn and Indeed for jobs. I think I decided today that it's really time for me to consider something different. It's scary to move away from my comfort zone, but I'm so bored.
I'll hold off on applying for anything while I'm drinking, though...ha.
Post by callmehales on Aug 25, 2016 20:47:51 GMT -5
DD went from barely picking her head up during tummy time on tuesday, to fully getting it up propped on her arms today. i don't think i've ever been prouder of another human's physical accomplishment. LOOK AT MAH BAAABBBBBYYYY!!!
Ugh I feel so bad for our little dog who had surgery! The incision is HUGE (like eight inches? And he's only 13 lbs!) and it's right on his shoulder so anything he does could pop staples out. So he's in his crate, but I feel terrible for keeping him in there. H is willing to sit on the floor with him, but I'm just too pregnant to do that.
I brought him out for a little bit a few times today, but he's just so crazy and it's so stressful making sure he doesn't do too much. I was yelling, "WALK, don't run, Norm!" like he was a kid at the pool. lol
Tell me he won't become feral from two weeks of being crated most of the time and I'm not neglecting him.
One of our pugs had 4, FOUR, knee surgeries last year. Each surgery required 8 weeks of containment and rest. No running, jumping, stairs, or fast movements. It was the WORST. We had a play pen set up in the living room and that's where she spent her days. We took her out on a leash to use the bathroom and then in her crate at night. We would get in there with her to keep her company. Let me see if I can find a picture.
Post by winemaker06 on Aug 25, 2016 22:24:04 GMT -5
After one great night of sleep, it's been a long evening because DD is insanely fussy. We also tried gentian violet tonight. Not AS terribly messy as I was prepared for. But DD now has purple lips and I was supposed to do her 2-month pictures tomorrow. Whoops!
Ugh I feel so bad for our little dog who had surgery! The incision is HUGE (like eight inches? And he's only 13 lbs!) and it's right on his shoulder so anything he does could pop staples out. So he's in his crate, but I feel terrible for keeping him in there. H is willing to sit on the floor with him, but I'm just too pregnant to do that.
I brought him out for a little bit a few times today, but he's just so crazy and it's so stressful making sure he doesn't do too much. I was yelling, "WALK, don't run, Norm!" like he was a kid at the pool. lol
Tell me he won't become feral from two weeks of being crated most of the time and I'm not neglecting him.
My cat had ACL repair surgery last year. She was not supposed to jump for 6 weeks so we had to keep her confined. This was her home:
I was so worried that she would hate me forever but, nope! She was back to sleeping in my crotch on her first day of freedom.
There was a mixup with the neurosurgeon's office earlier tonight that resulted in his nurse emailing me that P's pressure was normal and he didn't need another LP. Soooo I emailed back (nicely) and was like, wtf did he tell me after the procedure then? And panicked because I thought I was going crazy.
Within an hour, at 10 pm, the NS himself and his nurse had both emailed me back to tell me that it was an error and they were so sorry for the confusion. And the surgeon let me know that he's presenting P's case at a collaborative meeting with other departments tomorrow to bounce ideas off of other specialists on what is the best course to take for him.
THIS is what good doctors do--own up to mistakes, apologize, act like a decent human being, make things right and continue to seek answers. He is internationally renowned and he still gives a fuck about my child. I seriously am in love with this guy. He is incredible.
(So, if anyone needs a neurosurgeon rec, let me know.)
We forgot to put out otter pops at Val's birthday party, so we have about 30 in the freezer. Which is good, since it's a million billion degrees these days.