MIA – Yep that’s been Me

I have been seriously MIA lately, but there are some fairly good reasons for it.  I have so much to update you guys on… so lets get started.

**I know I posted about going to the Indian Hospital up in Okla so that I can get prescriptions and dr visits and all that good stuff for free… GOSH that saves me so much.  Diabetic supplies when your on 2 insulin is a major Biatch !! Well my first appt there was Jan 12th and they did blood work and all that jazz.  I also had an appt at my regular physician here where I live to do my 3 mo lab work to test my A1C and such on Jan 30th.  Then my 2nd appt at the Indian Hospital was Feb 8th.  On the 8th I got my results from the appt on Jan 12 which had my A1C at 10.3 (which is horrible).  The dr there filled my prescriptions, changed a few up and I got them all at no charge.  When I was leaving the dr I got a call from my regular doctor that I saw on Jan 30 to give me my results from the blood work then and my A1C was 9.3 (which is still awful)  SOOOOO what I am getting at is that between Jan 12th and Jan 30th my A1C dropped a full point.  THAT IS AMAZING !!! I am so happy to see that some of the little changes I have been making with my diet, taking my meds on time and when I’m suppose to and it’s showing results ALREADY !!!!   I could have screamed !!!  This gives me hope that I can get it down to a normal, healthy range in a shorter amount of time as long as I stay on the track I have been on.  LOVE HAVING HOPE !!!

**So the next weekend there was drama going on with my sister’s kids and their biological father (douchbag).  My sister was distraught and I needed to be with her.  So Chris and I took a few days off from work and headed home to be there for support.  My sister is my best friend.  Growing up we tried to kill each other on daily basis but I adore her more than ever.  She gives me strength and I hope I do the same for her.  There was really nothing I could do for the situation, but I could be there just to be with her.  Any time I get to spend with my sister is great, but goes by way to fast.  While home visiting we had a scare with Jaxon, my 2 yr old bull mastiff.  I thought his fit he was having with his tail and biting his rear end was possibly allergies.  I called the vet and he said bring him in… well it turns out it was more serious than allergies and his anal glands were impacted and could possible be cancer…. WHAT??? not my baby.  So we had to leave him, they had to put him under anesthesia to examine him because he was in so much pain.  The vet called and gave us good news, said that it was not cancer, not even close, it was just impacted and swollen.  He fixed him all up, but said he should stay and sleep off the anesthesia.  I hated having to leave him, but that was the safest thing for him.  Picked him up first thing the next day and he was super happy to see mommy.  Vet gave us some pain meds, anti-inflam and a hydrocortizone spray.  Jaxon was going to make a full recovery !!!

**After a packed weekend, I was feeling pretty yucky Monday morning, just off kilter, scatterbrained a little and just blah… worked and it seemed to get better as the day went on.  Well Monday night while getting ready for bed I got a horrible pain in my chest from mid-chest over to my left shoulder.  It was horrible.  I’m not familiar with heartburn, and wasn’t sure if it was that.  Chris went and got me some antacids and I chewed some of those… NO HELP.  Horrible headache all night and Tues morning I woke up and could not breathe.  Every time I took a breathe it felt like I was getting a shank to the side.   I ended up calling the dr and she said come right in.  She said it sounded like pleurisy and questioned if I was recently sick, NOPE.  Then she asked if I had been riding in a car a lot and yes I had for the last 5 days… so she was then worried it might be a blood clot – so off to the ER she sent me.  It’s so not fun spending Valentine’s Day with your sweetie while you’re in the ER hooked up to all kinds of machines, so not romantic and sexy at all.   After a night in the ER they let me go home, but I was confused with the diagnosis.  One dr (yep I went through 2 while I was there) said it was muscle strains in my chest, but said my CT scan was abnormal and wanted me to go see a pulmonary dr to review the CT scan… UMMM HELLO, can’t you do that??  Anyway after they got my fever to break and my heart rate to come down some and put 3 different iv’s in me.  My veins kept blowing and so they had to re-do the iv 3 times… NO FUN.  The dr then said he thought I was starting to get pneumonia.   Well home I went with antibiotics and pain pills.   I had a follow-up with my reg doctor who confirmed the pneumonia and gave me some cough syrup to help with the coughing that was coming on.  This has been the worst 2 weeks.  My chest hurts so bad, almost constantly.  It hurts to breathe, hurts to lay down, hurts to cough, or sneeze, or even hiccup.  SHOOT ME PLEASE !!!  I can’t sleep, so I finally pass out after total exhaustion and get about 2 hours at a time.  This really sucks.  I went back yesterday for a follow-up and she said if the pain doesn’t start to get better I might have to go to pain management to get injections in my chest… WHAT??? are you serious… NO NO.  So she put me on 3 meds, muscle relaxers, 800 mg ibuprofen and pain pills and I’m suppose to take each one of them 3 times a day… she said I’m just gonna knock you out so you can rest.  I was a little scared to take all 3 of them together, so I kinda spread them out and no luck on the relief, no luck on sleep.  It’s 3:15 am and I am still up.   I did find out that in 1 week I lost 11 lbs.  This is sooo not the way I wanna do it.  I haven’t been eating less, and not been eating to healthy either.  A lot of fast food because I don’t have the energy to cook.  So how on earth did I lose??? NO CLUE.  But hey, since starting WW  Jan 13th, I have lost 18lbs.

So that is where I have been… locked up in my cave (house) leaving the house only to go the dr and the ER.  WHAT A BIATCH being sick !!!



Jaxon went to JAIL !!

I just had to tell you guys about the latest fiasco going out at Casa McQty.  OMG, I love my dogs as much as one can love their pets, but I swear 2 of the 3 are in danger of a trip to the taxidermist.   Miss Priss my 4 lb.  toy Chihuahua is in heat (thanks for the warning Priss) and she is driving Jaxon, my 110 lb Bull Mastiff insane, which in turn driving me insane.  Jaxon wants to be right up her… BUTT every second of the day and NIGHT !!  AND, if he is not up her butt then he is circling the bed, the couch, the coffee table, pacing the floor, whining and howling and barking me into insanity !!   Saturday night he was making circles around the bed, because he is not allowed up on the bed so he was whinning and whimpering and barking because Priss was under the covers and he could not get to her.  I finally gave up and just let him on the bed.  BIG MISTAKE.  Then he was digging at the blankets and pillows trying to get under the covers to her….. OH NO MISTER !!  So I booted him off the bed and outta the room and locked him out.  Well the next morning I woke up to one of my leather pillows that was trashed, I mean it looked like snow on the floor in the front living room.  BAD JAXON !!  He got stuck outside for the remainder of the day while we went to work.  So sunday night when we come home he is just going nuts all night so when time for bed we decide to put him in his JAIL (cage) which is in the back den.  We don’t use it hardly ever because I don’t like that he is caged up if the little ones aren’t.  I try to be a fair mommy.  I didn’t want him outside cause I feel like it’s too cold.  I know I spoil them… shame on me.  So anyway… in his JAIL.  This dog would not shut up.  I have never heard so much whinning, whimpering, howling, barking from one dog for so long.  He did it ALL NIGHT LONG.  My bedroom is on the opposite end of the house and even with the door shut that damn dog kept me up all night long.  When I got up to get ready for work, I went to let him go out and he had moved his cage nearly 3 feet from the wall where it was when he was put in there.   Last night wasn’t as bad… I don’t know what the bf said to him, but he didn’t cry all night like the previous night, but he started up early this morning, way before my alarm went off.

So just how long is a dog in heat for?  I don’t know if I can survive to many more sleepless nights.  If Jaxon would only realize that it physically impossible for him to “get busy” with Miss Priss.  He doesn’t seem to care, or stop trying.  It’s funny trying to watch him manuever himself low enough to get to her… no chance dude.   So in the meantime he is taking it out on my couch, my pillows and he even jumped up on the couch with me after work last night and I had my knee up on the couch and he proceeded to mount my knee… I just laughed.   The bf gets so mad at him.  I had to tell him last night, babe, he can’t help it.  He’s all horned up and he doesn’t know what to do.  Well this morning bf told me he had to take the pillow cases off my pillow because Jaxon had “made love” to it.   EWWWW glad bf found the remains of that venture and not me.  I might of tossed my cookies.

What’s even worse is I have caught Priss teasing him… little SLUT.  She walks around in front of him and sticks her butt up in the air at him and then runs under the couch cause she knows he can’t follow her under there.  He lays with just his nose under the couch just whinning at her… that little bitch !!!

Prayers for me, my slutty dog, and my horny dog. Oh and some prayers for my sweet, patient boyfriend who puts up with this madness from us all !! Love you hunny bunny !!

 Pic of Jaxon after he trashed my leather pillow (below)

I couldn't help it, Mom !!