Beau seems to be ok after his run in an abscess of unknown origin. The doc thinks he’ll be ok, but we’re watching him closely. He spent nearly 3 weeks on Cipro. Now we are going to see if his body will be ok without anti-biotic aid. Also, we are going to try changing his medication to see if we can’t treat his food allergy. It’ll be really expensive. Oh well, it is only money. It wasn’t like I wanted to pay down my student loans quickly or anything.
Tomorrow night (Tuesday, June 19) is my last night working at the pharmacy. It has been fun, frustrating, and educational. I love all the people I work with. There isn’t a single one that I wouldn’t enjoy working with on a daily basis. They have all been very friendly, helpful, and kind. I couldn’t have asked for a better crew to learn from.
The customers, I won’t necessarily miss most of them. There are a few that I have come to enjoy my encounters with, and others whom I’ll not miss at all. Ever.
Then there is simply having to interact with bitchy people who take their aggression out on me. Yeah, won’t miss that at all. I have zero control over the insurance companies. I can’t tell you what you have at home. I have no idea what your doctor intended. And finally, thanks for telling me you don’t want a bag for your purchase until after you see me pull out the bag, put your merchandise inside it, hand the bag to you and smile.
Thanks for that.
I’ll miss it.
I have only 4 classes left. And when I say 4, I mean that I have 4 nights to attend. Then I’m done. It’ll be good, except I’ll have to do the things I have put off for two years.
Like clean out the spare room. Lose the weight I put on from all the stress eating. (That is my story and I’m sticking to it.)
Summer is readily approaching. I’m looking forward to being able to enjoy it somewhat.
The folks will be here at the end of August. That will be nice. It’ll be good to see them. It has been too long.
Now all I really have left is to write my speech for graduation.
Oh boy.
Monday, June 18, 2007
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Dog Daze
I know I haven’t been writing much lately. I had a good excuse.
Really.
No, I do.
Honest.
I never thought I could get busier. I was wrong. It seems that working my day job, going to school at night two nights a week, and then working in a pharmacy four nights a week makes me pretty cranky.
So a brief update on life:
I passed the national PTCB PTCE exam. (www.ptcb.org) I won’t brag about my scores, but they were decently high.
My last day of class is July 2.
Graduation is August 23.
I still maintain a 4.0 GPA after having earned 88 of my 97 credits.
I have been selected by my college to be the Graduate Speaker at graduation.
I’m flattered, honored, and nervous. I know what my speech will be about, I already have it half written in my head, I just have to put it down on paper so the dean can approve it.
Personal Canine Drama:
My poor dog is not doing well. He developed an abscess in his front left leg sometime Monday evening. By Tuesday mid day, his entire leg, paw, and shoulder were 4 times the size of his right leg and paw and shoulder. Vet saw him Tuesday, after I cancelled working at the pharmacy that night, and sent us home last night, after having drained his leg, and gave us 200 bucks worth of antibiotics. For those of you keeping tally, last night at the vet, $600. Couldn’t get Beau to eat or drink, and when he would swallow, he would puke things back up.
Today, I stayed home from work to watch him, since he had a draining wound. He continued to not eat or drink, except he’d puke when he’d try. This afternoon I had to take him back to the vet hospital. They are keeping him overnight. He required emergency surgery today, as his leg got swollen back up to the size it was yesterday before they drained it the first time. He’s got a drain put in his leg, he is now on IV fluids and IV antibiotics. Tally for Wednesday, $850.
I’m a nervous wreck. I didn’t sleep at all last night, and I spent most of today cleaning up dog barf and dog pus and blood, in between trying to answer questions on a conference call at work that I couldn’t miss. (Having a work laptop finally came in handy.)
I might get to bring Beau home tomorrow. The vet is going to call me after they evaluate his fluid levels and his response and draining. I would imagine he’s going to be pretty thrilled to be home. It hurts my soul to think of him locked up in the vet hospital without me, without being home. This is entirely why I could never have children. I’d go bat-*&$% crazy. Tune in to find out what tomorrow’s vet bill will be.
Personal Personal drama:
Derek and I have tentatively separated. We are still living together, and we will likely continue to share the house and bills so long as it is convenient for us and not snotty or snobby. We’ve had 7 years together. The combined stress of my school, and his increased responsibility at his own job, have really pulled us apart. While no one is really to blame, we have talked about it, and we both feel it unlikely to change between us. We still care, but neither of us really expects that “lifetime” together. Time will tell, I suppose.
I have admittedly grown close to Travis, but he was not the uncoupling of my relationship. My discontent, and the problems that drove Derek and I apart were present long before I knew Travis. I think maybe me being in school, and not around to tend to our relationship may have accelerated the decay between us. There could be a great deal of debate around who was at fault, and who did what, and if we could turn back the hands of time. All moot. We are ok with where we are at. We are not going to lie about it. We are going to try to be adults, and work through things. We will be civil, and we still love one another. If something changes, we’ll re-evaluate it at that point. Otherwise, we’ll just kind of work on things as they go.
When Travis moves to Portland, I look forward to sharing the city with him, and learning more about him and I. The future has not been written yet, and I look forward to the adventure.
For now, I have to go back to school. I’m not quite done yet.
July 2 approaches.
Take care, everyone.
And if you haven’t loved on your dog today, do it. They are precious and innocent, and you don’t realize how much they own your heart until you come home to an empty house that is silent of paws clicking against the floor.
Really.
No, I do.
Honest.
I never thought I could get busier. I was wrong. It seems that working my day job, going to school at night two nights a week, and then working in a pharmacy four nights a week makes me pretty cranky.
So a brief update on life:
I passed the national PTCB PTCE exam. (www.ptcb.org) I won’t brag about my scores, but they were decently high.
My last day of class is July 2.
Graduation is August 23.
I still maintain a 4.0 GPA after having earned 88 of my 97 credits.
I have been selected by my college to be the Graduate Speaker at graduation.
I’m flattered, honored, and nervous. I know what my speech will be about, I already have it half written in my head, I just have to put it down on paper so the dean can approve it.
Personal Canine Drama:
My poor dog is not doing well. He developed an abscess in his front left leg sometime Monday evening. By Tuesday mid day, his entire leg, paw, and shoulder were 4 times the size of his right leg and paw and shoulder. Vet saw him Tuesday, after I cancelled working at the pharmacy that night, and sent us home last night, after having drained his leg, and gave us 200 bucks worth of antibiotics. For those of you keeping tally, last night at the vet, $600. Couldn’t get Beau to eat or drink, and when he would swallow, he would puke things back up.
Today, I stayed home from work to watch him, since he had a draining wound. He continued to not eat or drink, except he’d puke when he’d try. This afternoon I had to take him back to the vet hospital. They are keeping him overnight. He required emergency surgery today, as his leg got swollen back up to the size it was yesterday before they drained it the first time. He’s got a drain put in his leg, he is now on IV fluids and IV antibiotics. Tally for Wednesday, $850.
I’m a nervous wreck. I didn’t sleep at all last night, and I spent most of today cleaning up dog barf and dog pus and blood, in between trying to answer questions on a conference call at work that I couldn’t miss. (Having a work laptop finally came in handy.)
I might get to bring Beau home tomorrow. The vet is going to call me after they evaluate his fluid levels and his response and draining. I would imagine he’s going to be pretty thrilled to be home. It hurts my soul to think of him locked up in the vet hospital without me, without being home. This is entirely why I could never have children. I’d go bat-*&$% crazy. Tune in to find out what tomorrow’s vet bill will be.
Personal Personal drama:
Derek and I have tentatively separated. We are still living together, and we will likely continue to share the house and bills so long as it is convenient for us and not snotty or snobby. We’ve had 7 years together. The combined stress of my school, and his increased responsibility at his own job, have really pulled us apart. While no one is really to blame, we have talked about it, and we both feel it unlikely to change between us. We still care, but neither of us really expects that “lifetime” together. Time will tell, I suppose.
I have admittedly grown close to Travis, but he was not the uncoupling of my relationship. My discontent, and the problems that drove Derek and I apart were present long before I knew Travis. I think maybe me being in school, and not around to tend to our relationship may have accelerated the decay between us. There could be a great deal of debate around who was at fault, and who did what, and if we could turn back the hands of time. All moot. We are ok with where we are at. We are not going to lie about it. We are going to try to be adults, and work through things. We will be civil, and we still love one another. If something changes, we’ll re-evaluate it at that point. Otherwise, we’ll just kind of work on things as they go.
When Travis moves to Portland, I look forward to sharing the city with him, and learning more about him and I. The future has not been written yet, and I look forward to the adventure.
For now, I have to go back to school. I’m not quite done yet.
July 2 approaches.
Take care, everyone.
And if you haven’t loved on your dog today, do it. They are precious and innocent, and you don’t realize how much they own your heart until you come home to an empty house that is silent of paws clicking against the floor.
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