Wednesday, March 13, 2013

That time we bought a $400 dryer sheet.

This post could be alternatively titled so many things.

For example:
  • I have no life and to top it off, my dog got sick. 
  • Cleaning up dog crap or any crap for that matter is NEVER glamorous. 
  • I have cried more this last week than I have in quite awhile.
  • A blog post about poop.
  • Poop. Poop. And more poop.
Here's the story...
On Thursday and Friday of last week, Sugar was picky with her food. This is VERY atypical for her. She doesn't miss meals and about jumps out of her skin when we feed her because she's so excited for food.

Her daddy also happens to give her human food when he shouldn't. So I just thought she was being picky pants.

Then Saturday morning rolled around and homegirl just wasn't herself. She was lethargic and she puked. So we got dressed quickly and took her to the emergency vet.

I don't know how normal people function or what that term even means, but when I'm in a stressful situation, I cry first and then I figure out what my plan is. Well it just so happens that I cried all the way to the vet and even while we were talking to the vet.

Because people this little vet trip was the icing on the top of the crap cake I had all last week. Or so I thought.

A little back story: School is stressful. It consumes my life. I have time for few things. Those things are school, Brandon, running, and my dogs. When you see me slacking on this blog which is on a regular basis it is because those other things take precedent over this blog. Do I write about crap times like this one often? No, because I want to remember the good. Plus, I have a time for the bad. I work out all the bad when I run. It's my cheap therapy. In addition, Brandon has a whole host of responsibilities himself. And if I don't get a comment on a blog or I write fluff posts for awhile it's because my marriage and school are more important. I won't apologize for living my life out the way I want to live it.

(Not really sure where that rant came from, but I feel like I have to justify how I choose to live on a regular basis and I'm really starting to get tired of it.)

Also, I'm getting a doctorate for crying out loud. It's like raising a child as far as I'm concerned. It consumes you. It's all you think about all the time. It gets priority over so many things. And unless you've got one or are getting one, you don't understand what I mean.

And to top it off, we are currently going through a situation that we can't talk about for personal reasons. (No I am NOT pregnant. Although I hear that I've been put "on watch.") This situation consumes me on a regular basis because it is BIG people. B.I.G.

Guess what? It's not something that I can figure out how to fix or make better.  It's just something that I have to sit and wait on God to deliver.

I am a total hot mess. I don't like being a hot mess. I like order and control. God is really working a number on me and Brandon. I know it. God knows it. Brandon knows it.

The point is that we are in the middle of the battle. God is fighting for us, but in the mean time he's working on us as well.

Back to Sugar Ann...

Turns out that little missy swallowed something she shouldn't have. And they wanted almost $2000 for her to stay overnight, but they weren't going to give her meds. Ummm, no. I don't have that kind of money. Cried about that too.

So she got some fluids under her skin and looked like a little camel when she was done. We got a nice vet bill of $400 and went home. I had yet another time commitment for school to fulfill so Brandon stayed home with her.

This blog post could also be titled, "I'm going to be a crazy mom who worries about her kids ALL THE TIME" because I texted Brandon like it was my job about her while I was gone.

What did she swallow by the way? A FLIPPING DRYER SHEET.

Yeah. I could have hurt her because as soon as she passed the dryer sheet, she was fine. She still had diarrhea, but she was Sugar.

Sunday was a good running day. I had a new PR for my 5K. Everything else was crap. Sugar ate all her food and was acting like herself. But I spilled my tea, started my period because the week just wasn't crappy enough and I had more homework to do.

Monday evening she was her old self, but girlfriend had serious diarrhea. We went to bed and at 5:15 I woke up to a horrid smell. Poor little girl had messed in her kennel. She was freaking out about it too because her kennel is her space. She has her blankets so so and now they were messy. I told Brandon to cover his nose because he vomits at this smell and went to work. Cleaned up the initial mess and threw her blankets in the washer. I even threw bleach on it because if life wasn't crappy enough, we were running out of laundry detergent.

I took her outside, she pooped again. Brandon got up and got her in the bath.

And then I came back inside and found a whole other little mess outside her kennel. It basically was like Sugar spun a circle while she pooped in her kennel.

I started bawling. I lost I sent my sister a text about what was going on even though I knew I wouldn't get a response until later.

I scrubbed my little heart out. 

Brandon got Sugar all cleaned and I had just finished cleaning up the last of the poop. When I kid you not, the dog walked into my closet and pooped again.

At this point, the dam opened and I was sobbing. I didn't think I had any more tears in me, but oh I did.

Honestly, the rest of the day wasn't all that great. And today seems to be pretty crappy too.

I just thought I'd give a heads up that the reason I haven't been "on top of things" in the blog world lately is because I don't have time for it. I'm too busy trying to keep up with all that is going on a daily basis. I'm usually a strong person, but sometimes the strong people have a hard time too. I hope people that read this post who see people like me in the real world show people some grace. Because you just never know what the person is going through.

They could have been up all night cleaning up dog crap. And let's be honest, cleaning up any crap isn't glamorous, especially when it's been a crap week.

Happy Wednesday!


I think I'm going to take a week off from blogging. I'll be back next Tuesday for Healthy Train Tuesday, but in the mean time I hope y'all have a great week.

The winner for the Ruffles with Love giveaway is Sarah from "Macon a Mess!" Check her blog out. She's a sweetheart and is on her own weight loss journey right now. Sarah contact me, so we can get you your shirt!


Mrs EyeCanSee said...

Oh dear! I wish I could give you a big ole hug!

Dog messes are the worst. I should know because mine has a sensitive stomach and is constantly throwing up. Which is at least 2000 times better than the alternative! I will never forget scrubbing a poop mess out of my parents nice rug while about 8 weeks pregnant. I thought I was going to lose it right then and there. Dog poop + nauseous preggo = bad bad things!

Hope things get better soon!

LWLH said...

Oh sweet Jesus, what a horrible week you're having. Big hugs to you girl. When it rains it pours doesn't it...or in Sugar's case, when it poops, it POOPS.

I hope things start to look up for you love

The Macons said...

How did I not see that I won?! I read this yesterday and thought, Awww that sucks! Totally missed the winner part. Thanks!

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