It describes perfectly what I was calling my Chipster yesterday from 3:00 in the morning until about 3:00 in the afternoon. Twelve hours of "Good grief, how is there anything left in your body? Where is it all coming from!"
About three hours into the ordeal, he was standing in the shower throwing up and moaning. I think his stomach was physically trying to remove itself from his body.
About four hours in, he was certain he was going to die. Actually, I think he was wishing he would die.
About six hours in, when he went through the roof with a Charlie horse in his left leg, I thought I would have a heart attack bolting up the stairs to help him. He was in serious pain!
He drank tons of gatorade, water and ate popsicles....and threw up tons of gatorade, water and popsicles. It was vicious.
We finally made it to the twelve hour mark and it eased up. He ate about a cup of plain pasta about 6:00 last night and that was all he managed to keep down for the day.
He woke up six pounds lighter this morning, feeling great and starving!
It was not the best Friday ever, but the weekend is here nonetheless! Hooray!
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In other news.....
- I dropped off TWDITW this morning at the kennel to board while we attend Harry's graduation and took this picture of myself in the parking lot. Look at that giant smile on my face! Should it make you this happy to drop your dog off at the kennel? Seems wrong...but feels so right! A short vacation away from my Cooper will surely make me love him more.
- Cooper update: He is better on two doses of Prozac a day, but he's still not great. I accidentally startled him by rolling over in my own bed one night this week and he came unglued. He must have been in a deep sleep, and when he felt me move he was frightened. You know they say fear will make you fight or flight. He chose to fight. It actually woke Chip up from down the hall and he came to my room to see what happened. Thankfully, I was able to grab Coop by the collar until he realized it was me in the dark he was trying to defend himself against. He immediately softened and snuggled up to my neck like "God mom, you scared me to death! I thought you were the devil himself." It was terrifying enough that I evicted him from the room. Not a great way to be jolted awake in the middle of the night so he will be sleeping out in the hallway. I wish I just knew what happened to this boy in the first few weeks of his life that made him so anxious and fearful and weirdly wired. Can someone please invent a machine that read a dog's mind? Thanks.
- I have been working on a little creative project for Harry's graduation and it has been fun! Hopefully, I will be able to share it with you guys after he sees it!
- Speaking of Harry...he applied for a job right here in our hometown. Wouldn't that make his momma's heart just bust with happiness if that situation could work out! A couple of my fabulous friends put in a good word for him and I am so grateful! Fingers crossed.
- Work has been busy. Getting back into the swing of proposal work has not been too bad. Contributing to a team effort, thinking about hard problems and how to solve them, talking to a lot more human adult people during the day has been kind of great!
- This was my last week to read with my little 2nd graders. I can't believe how fast the school year zipped by! They probably have a different opinion about that! They were so darling and just made my Thursday mornings something to look forward to.
- I also squeezed in a quick haircut this week and am about to head out for a pedicure! Say a prayer for the person who has to tackle these feet for the first time this summer! I carry such guilt for my atrocious feet...but also carry a big gratuity to thank them for service above and beyond!
Hope your weekend is lovely!
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