It’s been a rough week. In fact, the summer in general is turning out to be kind of rough. The plan was to take the summer off from school, relax, sit at home, out of the heat, eating ice cream, reading and reorganizing the house in preparation for Liam’s homecoming. Due to various circumstances, including last weeks scare with Turbo, very little of that is actually happening. But that’s ok. That’s life.
Turbo isn’t exactly out of the woods yet. He had two more episodes today where he screamed out in pain, making me wonder whether the prednisone the vet gave him is having any effect at all. We’ve also been told to look out for signs of heart congestion, since the prednisone has a tendency to make a heart retain fluid and cause various problems. I don’t exactly understand how it all works. All I know is that Turbo is hurtin’ and it makes me unbelievably nervous.
I haven’t been handling this situation well from the beginning and it sort of makes me worried about how I’m going to handle similar situations with my children. Although, I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that Turbo is a dog and although he can communicate in various ways, he still can’t tell me what’s wrong and I still can’t tell him things like “don’t jump on the couch, it’s not good for your back”.
I was a complete mess the first morning. Some of my hysterics could be blamed on lack of sleep but the rest…if Mike wasn’t there I don’t know what I would have done. I’m just extremely sensitive to the whole animal in pain thing…especially when it’s my own dog.
Otherwise, I’m just trying to get things done around our house…something I’m not really very good at doing in general. It would be really nice if a house would just sort itself out…hey guest room…so like, there’s this baby coming in August and we kinda need to change things in here to accomodate his needs, so do you think you could maybe come up with something in the next month…great…I’ll get back to you then.
Actually, Mike has finished painting. The room already looks much cozier. There’s still a bunch of crap in there that needs to either be thrown away or moved elsewhere, elsewhere being a place in this house of very small proportion. My biggest problem right now is all our books and what to with them.
In other news, Mikey had his birthday yesterday. For a very brief month and a half we both get to be the same age, until I grow another year older in late July and once again gain seniority in our relationship :-). For celebration, we went out to eat at Rib Crib (delightful meal consisting of slaughtered meat and veggies sponsored by my wonderful parents) and discussed enlightening topics like whether the word “toast” is “funny to say” or why the expression “what’s up” has come to be interpreted as “hello, how are you”.