I don't know if I'll get a chance to get to IMOM today... I'm going to try, but I didn't want this day to pass without wishing each and every one of you a Happy, Healthy and Blessed New Year. You have all been such wonderful friends... in my entire life, I never thought I would have so many people who could (or would) care for my best friend and myself like you do. I truly wish nothing but pure happiness and blessings for all of you.

Well... we're back to snow again. There are high gusting winds, and the temperature is 23 degrees with a chill factor of 5. Yep, winter is here to stay. I don't know if I told you, but the other day (don't remember which one... maybe Friday), we broke the record at 65 degrees!!!! Oh my gosh, it was a WONDERFUL break from winter weather. We all knew it wasn't going to last, but boy did we enjoy not having to bundle up that day.

I don't think Mike feels too good today. Around 6:30 or so he started scratching on the carpet (like he was trying to get comfortable). He does this at night sometimes... silly puppy, still doesn't realize the carpet doesn't puff up like his comforter does... but usually once he lays down, he doesn't do it anymore. Well.. like I said, he started doing it, but wouldn't stop. I kept telling him to stop it and lay back down again. He'd stop for a few minutes and then start all over again. Then he came next to my bed and looked at me, so I asked if he wanted to go out. Well.. he did. He went out and then came in and just sat looking at me. Then he told me he was hungry. I heard his belly grumbling, so I didn't want to give him anything heavy. I made him some oatmeal, but he wouldn't eat it unless it was right out of my hand. He only ate a couple of tablespoons full, so I know it wasn't enough to satisfy him if he was really hungry. I did manage to get him to take a Pepcid. So far, I don't think it's kicked in since his stomach is still rumbling. Also, his breathing sounds like you would if you had a cold... kind of heavy in the chest or like it would sound if he was snoring... don't know what that's all about, but I'm praying he's not going to get sick on me.

Gidget is doing great. I've "finally" decided I could trust her to go in to the rest of the house, so I've taken the table leaf that I used as a divider by the hallway away. She's so funny. She will go in the bedroom and sit on the end of my bed where she can see herself in the long wall mirror... and... she barks at herself. It's even funnier when she lays down in that spot and looks at herself and growls at that silly puppy in the mirror. She is such a card. Right now, she's sitting on the arm of the couch (her favorite perch... like a cat) and watching the cars go down the street... just waiting for something to bark at. She just loves this snow (and wind).. I swear she'd stay out there all day if I let her. She bites the snow and chases the wind. She really does make me laugh sometimes.

Judy, Gracie and Rylee said...

Joanna...what a beautiful Christmas post you wrote!! I want to send you the best thoughts and prayers for this Holiday Season...I am so far behind, forgive me...I so appreciated you visiting Gracie's thread on IMOM...THANKS!

Just wanting you to know that you, Mike and Gidget are always in my thoughts...

I tried to post on the blog the other day that WE were at the Crown Classic on Saturday also...we were there in the morning...my two friends and I celebrated our Christmas that day and after the dog show we went to tea...very nice day!!! I didn't see the Westies or the Collies but it was fun...

Best wishes to you and yours for a happy and HEALTHY New Year!! Hugs, Judy and the girls


Hi Judy (and Gracie and Rylee too of course)...

We were probably at the Crown Classic at the same time. Gee, we could have passed each other and didn't even know it. That was the first dog show I'd ever gone to. I loved it!! I'm planning on going to any other ones they have there in the future. Maybe we can meet there some day.
Give Gracie and Rylee some big hugs and belly rubs for me.... and I'm sending lots of hugs to you and Dale too (no belly rubs though) LOL.

Have a Happy, Healthy and Blessed 2009!!!


December 27, 2008 7:28 AM

Michelle, Sydney and Charlie said...

Hi Joanna! I'm so glad you had such a wonderful holiday and that Mike is still with you. You and I are so fortune to still have our babies. Give him some serious hugs and kisses from us.
Michelle & Syd (Char too;)



Hey Michelle...

Mike LOVED the hugs and kisses (especially the kisses from Syd and Char). It's funny that he loves kisses from other puppers but gets really upset when his little sister attacks him with those whisker kisses. LOL
We're both so blessed to have our fur-babies with us this Christmas and New Year, and I'm already planning for us all to be together again for the next one. On January 2nd, it will be a year since Mike's surgery. I am so grateful... 12 months since the surgery and 14 months since his diagnosis. WHOOPPEEEEE!!!!
Give bunches of hugs and belly rubs to the furkids and bunches of hugs to you and the skin kids.

Wishing you a Happy, Healthy and Blessed 2009!!!

December 27, 2008 10:09 AM

Alexandra said...

Wow, Joanna your Christmas sounds so wonderful! And what a great writer you are! I sat here giggling as I read about Mike opening his presents and Gidget trying to get in on the fun. And it's so funny that once he opens them he doesn't care that Gidget snatches the prize and runs off with them. I wish you had a video camera to take a movie of this event. I would love to see it.

I'm just so glad that you had such a blessed Christmas. You really sound so happy. You really are an amazing woman, Joanna! Thanks for sharing so much on your blog. It warmed my heart:)

Take care...
Alex, Shakespeare, and Maleah

December 29, 2008 5:51 PM


Oh Alex...

You always make me feel so good. You are such an inspiration to me. I'm glad you enjoyed the Christmas antics of these two little white monsters (well.. only one is a monster LOL). I've got to tell you... "you" are the amazing one. You have come so far and been through so much... and yet... your faith grows stronger with each obstacle that comes your way.
Give those adorable litte furbabies some ear skritches and belly rubs from me and nose kisses from my two.

Have a Happy, Healthy and Blessed 2009!!!

Ok everyone... I'm off to get done what I have to get done on the last day of 2008. I have to say one more thing first though. I don't know about any of you, but my "typical" midnight saying on New Year's Eve is "thank God this year is over"... but... know what? This year, I almost hate to see 2008 end. Even with all the challenges, this has to have been one of the most rewarding years I've had in a very long time. God has taken every obstacle from me or helped me to get over them. And with each and every obstacle... He has given me something to be thankful for... it goes to prove that "All things work for good for those who love the Lord".... even the bad things work for good.

I mean, look at it... Mike was deathly ill, and I found new friends and new faith in humanity. I was so financially stuck that I couldn't get through the first two weeks of the month, and then He helped me find a part time job that gets me through the month. I don't have anything extra at the end of the month, but I get through it. And... I even found the job because of Mike's illness too... if I hadn't looked for a vet to come to the house to euthanize him when the time comes, I never would have found Dr. Blaha.

I don't think any of you know this, but three years ago... (it's embarrassing to say, but it goes to prove there is always hope)... I was getting food stamps (but not much in that allowance), and I was actually standing in line at a food bank once a month to help get through the month with food in the house. I couldn't work at all.. not even part time or from home, so I did what I had to do to survive. Thank God Mike's needs were very few back then, but had he gotten sick at that time, I would have given up anything including my apartment to save him.

So... now you know "part" of why I am so grateful and hold so much faith. Everything I've gone through has been a lesson. I've had lessons in life, finances, friends, stamina, patience, humanity and most of all the meaning of faith and hope.

I pray that each and every one of you finds peace and happiness in the new year and always... that you never have need for anything... that you be healthy and all and any illness you may be facing are released and returns you to health... that you find hope when it seems there is none... that you find beauty in the smallest thing that perhaps in the past has gone unnoticed (a butterfly, a flower, a snowflake, a child's giggle, a pet's kiss)... that you find love in every turn you make... and most of all... that you find all the peace and blessings that is offered by God and that you accept His love and friendship and wholeness in your life. He is all we ever need, because when we have Him in our life, He takes care of all our needs.

Peace, Love and Joy To Each And Every One of You
God Bless You

As I sit here writing this... Mike is laying on one side of my chair, Gidget is laying on the other, and there is a beautiful video of a fireplace on my television playing the most beautiful Christmas music. I guess I accidentally taped it the other night when I thought I was taping something else. How restful and peaceful this feels right now. I'm not going to tape over this video... it seems to relax both of the dogs as much as it does me. It was sponsored by McDonald's "McCafe"... no commercial interruptions, but "McCafe" is on the bottom of the screen. I'm going to have to e-mail them and thank them for this beautiful tribute to Christmas. It's refreshing... when so many other large companies are taking Christ out of Christmas, that this company is making a point of playing songs that praise Him and His birth.

Christmas Eve was really nice. I went to my brother's house, and it was really good to have both my brothers and their wives and me (along with my sister-in-law's children from out of town and my brother's daughter) there. Michelle and Brandon were in Missouri visiting Chris and Rebecca, and I really missed them, but I know they're totally enjoying their visit with them. We ate a lot and played a couple of games. It was very relaxing and peaceful. I didn't get him until about 10:30, and I was really tired so the pups only got to open one gift before I was totally worn out. I saved the rest of them for Christmas Day.

My Christmas yesterday was wonderful. The first thing that made it so wonderful was that Mike is still with me. I could never ask for a better gift than this, so I was grateful from the first moment of the day.

In the morning, I went with a group of Christian singles that I do things with on occasion. We went to a children's hospital and visited every precious child in there that could not go home for Christmas, and some will never go home, and some will go to nursing homes when their time at the hospital is done. There were twelve precious souls in that hospital... ages from 6 months to 19 years old. Oh my God, how they touched my heart. Each child got a number of gifts, some Christmas carols and a lot of love from us and the staff. I was so happy to see that almost everyone had a parent or grandparent with them, and a couple of them had Mom and Dad and siblings with them. The families (as much as I could tell) spent the night with them on Christmas Eve. The one that had two little boys (maybe 2 and 3 years old) set up an air mattress on the floor next to their infant daughter's crib so they could all be together in the morning.

It was heart wrenching but beautiful at the same time. I've never felt so humbled in my life, nor more grateful for the health of my own children and grandchildren. It was such a blessing to share a little bit of our Christmas with these beautiful, strong and loving children and their families that are fighting so hard to maintain life... the faith and love these people show to each other (along with the loving staff we met) just gives me even more faith in the love of humanity when we see so much inhumanity in the world. There IS love and faith in the world, and we are all strengthened by it. God Bless those wonderful babies, toddlers and teens and their families who remain so steadfast in their love and faith.

After I got back from the hospital, I was hoping I'd have time to let the dogs open their presents, but we got home later than expected, so it had to wait until I got home from my brother's after dinner. Again... lots of food, fun and Christmas love.

Of course, the best part of the entire day (besides the children, of course) was watching Mike and Gidget open their presents. Oh my gosh... what a trip. Mike REALLY comes to life when he knows he has gifts to open. He doesn't really care what's in them... he just loves ripping them apart. My brother gave me a digital camera to use, so I got pictures, so when he downloads them on the computer and sends them to me, I'll post them. There were a lot of pictures of Mike's head since I couldn't get him to get to an angle where you could actually "see" him ripping them apart. But I think I got a few good ones.

It was so funny, because until Gidget actually got the hang of opening the gifts, she'd try to get in on helping Mike opening his... well, he wasn't thrilled with that and let her know.... BUT... as soon as he finished opening it, he didn't stop her from grabbing the presents and running off with them. Like I said, he doesn't care what's in them. Mike's not in to the squeaky toys... he likes the stuffed ones, but by the time he finished opening everything, he was pretty warn out with the excitement and slept for a couple of hours while Gidget finally had enough to keep her busy and out of trouble. LOL

This morning, I've already had to toss out the two squeaky toys (rubber slabs of ribs that "seemed" strong enough for both dogs to play with), because little Miss Gidget got hold of both of them (one at a time) and just kept chewing on the corner until it started coming apart. The rubber was hard, and I didn't want her to choke on it. So, after I threw out the first one, she started on the second one (Mike's) and that one lasted about another twenty minutes. Good thing Mike didn't want it anyway.

I've done surgery on one of the soft toys already this morning, and it's ready to go back into the operating room again when I pick up a thread and needle again. That was one of Mike's favorites... for awhile. A little while ago, he got a burst of energy and started playing with one of the smaller ones that apparently isn't as easy to tear. I got each of the dogs the same toys, and of course when Mike was playing with this little toy, Gidget wanted the same one.... no way... he wasn't gonna give it up (WAY TO GO MIKE... YOU KEEP HER IN CHECK)... so I gave her the one I had gotten for her, and she played with it until she saw Mike put his down for a half a second, then she swooped in and grabbed his... she is SUCH a little thief.

I was playing with Mike when he had the toy, and he was sooooo funny... growling and rough housing with me, daring me to take it from him... of course it was all in play, he'd never bite me for taking something from him. But it was just so much fun. And then Gidget would come up with her's in her mouth, and I'd have to rough house with her with the other hand. I LOVED IT!!!! I AM SOOOOOOO VERY BLESSED!!!

I hope and pray each and every one of you had a wonderful Christmas too and that the blessings that are Christmas stay with you throughout the entire New Year.

God Bless You My Wonderful Friends. Without you... my Christmas without Mike would have been very bleak... but you've kept him (and my spirits) alive throughout this entire last year. You are so very special.

Jennifer and Emma said...

Joanna,
It has been so long since I have posted. Where does the time go. I am glad to hear that mike has been doing well. This cold weather is awful and my furbabies are starting to get cabin fever. I have been thinking of you guys.I wish you guys the best and hope you have a wonderful Christmas.
Love and aussie kisses,
Emma and her family

December 25, 2008 11:16 PM

Hey Jen,

It's so good to hear from you again... I know how busy you are, and I'm so glad you stopped in. Thanks for taking the time to read and post. I hope and pray you had a wonderful Christmas and a have a Happy, Healthy and Blessed New Year. Hugs to you and Sweet Emma and the rest of the gang.


Sending So Much Love And So Many Prayers and Blessings To You All

I couldn't go another day without posting. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and I just feel so very blessed to have all of you as my friends. Without all of you, I never would have gotten through some of the worst times in my life, and I want to thank you all (again) so much for being there (here) for me.

Up until today, Mike has been doing great. He just had a bad day today I guess. He woke me up at 6:00 the morning having to go out, and his stomach was grumbling all day. He refused to eat anything and slept all day. This afternoon, I sat on the floor with him and brushed him for about a half hour. He loves to be brushed. While I was at it, I trimmed his fuzzy fur face. I know it relaxed him and made him feel a little better to be brushed and looking so handsome. Finally about 8:00, I broke up a piece of toast with butter and blackberry jelly on it, and thank God, he ate it. What a difference a little toast could do. He seemed so much better really fast and even wanted to cuddle a little. Then he fell back to sleep, and when I went to let Gidget out, I called him to go out out... nothing... out like a light. Well... Miss Gidget wouldn't have that.... she decided Mike HAD to go out with her, so she went right up to him and woke him up with tons of whisker kisses... yep.. got him up and outside. LOL

Like I said... up until today, Mike has been doing really well. Believe it or not, he even slept on my bed the other night... ALL NIGHT. When we were going to bed, he put his two front paws on the bed (something he hasn't done in a very long time), and I knew he wanted up, but again, he's afraid to jump up. At the risk of getting bit or snapped at, I picked him up really quick and practically dropped him on the bed before he knew what was happening. He was so happy to be up there and slept there all night long. The next night, he didn't put his paws on the bed, but I thought he might want to sleep there again, so I did the same thing (hate doing it like that though cuz I know it hurts when I pick him up.... that's why I do it so fast)... it didn't take him long to get comfortable, but sometime during the night, he jumped down (maybe I was moving around too much for him).

Gidget is getting pretty bored being housebound. She loves going outside. That wouldn't be a problem if it weren't so cold, but I can't possibly leave her outside as long as she'd like to stay out without her freezing. This makes it tough for me, since she's always wanting to go out, be it to pee or just feel the wind in her face or bark at something (or nothing in hopes of getting a response from another barker somewhere in the neighborhood).

I'm going to close this now and I want to wish each and every one of you all the blessings that the Miracle that is Christmas offers. May you find happiness, love, peace, health, joy and goodness now during Christmas and throughout the New Year.

God Bless You Our Dear Friends,
Love & Blessings,
Joanna, Mike and Gidget

I'm Baaaacckkk...

Well, actually I haven't gone anywhere.. just haven't posted or been on the computer much except for working.

Sir Michael is doing great!! I can't believe it, in October last year (when he was first diagnosed with bladder cancer) they gave him "a few weeks to a few months". Then when he had his surgery on January 2nd, the said "a few weeks to a few months". And here we are approaching another Christmas at 14 months later, and my boy is still alive and barking and the joy of my life. I just love him so much. Who would have thought, last year, as he was passing those huge clots and in so much pain that he would still be with me to see another Christmas. To look at him, you'd never know he was sick... except for his belly band and diaper, he looks and acts perfectly normal for a 12 year old dog. He is truly a Miracle Mutt, and along with the Miracle and Magic that is Christmas, I am grateful beyond words.

Before I go any further, I want to thank each and every one of you who has taken this journey with us. Without all your love, support, prayers, donations, caring and compassion, Mike would not be with me now. I couldn't ask for better friends than all of you special, wonderful people I have found since Mike got ill. The words, "Thank You", just don't seem to be enough. How can two little words tell you what's in my heart? How can they even begin to relay the comfort you have given me? At one of the worst times in my life, you were there for me when even some family members and "friends" were not. No, "Thank You" isn't enough, but I'm afraid it will have to do, since I don't know of any other way to show my gratitude for my boy's life. May God bless each and every one of you and bring you all the love and peace and blessings that you've brought to me.

Princess Gidget is still being the pesky little sister and wants Mike to play with her all the time. When he ignores her, she starts on me... always wanting the attention and more and more playtime every day. Of course, she'd much rather Mike play with her... I guess I'm second best in her book. LOL As I write this, she's tearing around the living room... running around like Speed Racer.

Since it's been so cold out, I haven't been able to take her out for walks or to let her run (with her 15 foot leash) around me (like on a pony ride). I feel bad about this, but the cold gives me headaches, and no matter even if I wear a hat, the least bit of cold on the top of my head starts them up. It's going to be a long winter. I'd love to have a fenced in yard where I could just open the door and let her run, but I don't, so I guess we'll have to make up for it in the Spring or when it finally warms up a little. Until then, I'll be happy she has enough room to run around and expel some of that puppy-dog energy.

As for me... I'm doing fine. Actually, I've had some REALLY good days. Last week, I had a day that was remarkable for me. Except for waking up with a little headache that was gone by 9:00... I had a fantastic day. I went to the store, went to work, came home, fed the dogs, made dinner, cleaned the house a little, did laundry, took a shower and still felt great when I went to bed. This may not sound like a lot to you all (or anything out of the ordinary for normal people), but for me, it was a day to mark on the calendar. The reason is... I've been extremely tired for so long... not sleepy tired, but weak tired.. no energy at all. It's been a chore just to get up sometimes. The thing is... I didn't realize how bad I felt until I had a good day. I can't remember the last time I felt so good. All I could do was Praise God the entire day. Another reason this day was so odd was the fact that (as usual) I didn't sleep hardly at all the night before... and when I did sleep, I'd wake up within 45 minutes. I've felt really good ever since then except for one day when I did have to take a 20 minute power nap to recharge. And... after a couple days of feeling good, I've actually been able to sleep pretty decent at night. Yep, I've got a multitude of blessings to be grateful for.

Hi Gabby,

It's so good to hear from you. I've been worried about you. I'm glad to see you're back. I haven't been to IMOM for awhile to see if you've posted there. If you have, I'll stop in and check on you. How are you feeling? How is your back and neck? Have you had surgery? Are you going to? So many questions. E-mail me your phone number, and I'll call you over the weekend.

Sending tons of love, blessings, hugs, nose and whisker kisses from all of us to all of you. Thank you so much for being here for us.

Love & Blessings,
Mike, Gidget & Joanna

Gabby said...

So glad to hear this. We think about your and yours quite often. Hope the holidays are bringing you comfort and joy and a sense of togetherness. You three have fought some tough battles, now its time to enjoy yourselves.

Happy Holidays

Love,
Gab N Gang

December 7, 2008 4:41 PM

Hi All...

I'm still alive and well and living in Ohio. I know it's been forever since I've been here (or anywhere), but time just seems to get away too fast. I haven't even been on the IMOM threads to catch up on my favorite kids and their parents. I'm going to try to get on IMOM today since I don't think I'm going to work today. I might try to go later, but as of right now, I don't think I'm going anywhere.

I took a great tumble this morning and twisted my entire body. I'm so lucky I didn't break anything. I can't believe I did something so stupid. I have a table leaf that I put sideways from the kitchen to the hallway to keep Gidget out of the bedrooms (I love her and don't "think" she would do anything in there now, but sometimes if I can't see her.. I just feel like I can't trust her not to get in trouble). Anyway.. I didn't sleep at all last night, and I guess that contributed to my stupidity. I was walking from the hallway into the kitchen and didn't even think about the board being there. I guess I tried to walk right through it. The board fell over with a thud, and I fell over the board with arms and legs going all different directions and the kitchen table looking awfully close to my head. Thank God my head didn't hit it, or I'd be laying on the floor right now. But I didn't come away undamaged. My left hip and top of my left leg hit the board really hard, my right arm hit the door way and my body was really twisted. I just stayed there for a minute with both dogs watching me until I knew I was ok. Oh man.. what a klutz. Then five minutes later, I stepped in one of the dog bowls and had to clean a half bowl of kibble up off the floor. Nope... I think it's safer (for me "and" the world) if I just stay close to home today.

On to happier things. Mike is doing great! No more panting at all at night, and he's able to fall asleep fast and sound. That Previcox has worked miracles for him. He still has the bladder spasms, but up until two days ago, they were nowhere near as often or as hard. It seems the last couple of days they're a little more often... plus he's had some granules in his diaper too, so I know it hurts him when he passes them. But.. he's eating great (too often sometimes) and still plays with his sister on occasion. Of course, he always wants to play after he eats (gets a burst of energy), but I have to stop that or he will puke. So, he has to wait a half hour before playtime.

Gidget is as sweet as she can be lately... makes me wonder what she's up to. LOL I've learned that if I close the door to the laundry room, she doesn't want to go out anywhere near as often. I think that big window door was what was tempting her to go out even if she didn't have to go.

I spent Thanksgiving with my Son and Daughter-in-law. Oh man.. what a wonderful vacation. I always feel so relaxed and loved and comfortable when I'm there. We really did "almost" absolutely nothing.. but we did it together. We cooked together, watched tv together, just sat and talked together, played Monopoly and Balderdash together.... I didn't want it to end. Chris threw me a curve ball on Friday though. He said... "I know.. let's go get some hair color and do Mom's hair auburn." Hummmmmm.... I told him I've tried going red, but every time I try, my hair turns pink or orange. He said he didn't want it "red" but "auburn"... said it was time for a change. And quite honestly, I've been ready for a change for a long time. Soooooooooo....... Saturday they gave me my Christmas present. He made the appointment for me to have my hair colored and styled, had makeup done, and (get this) he and Rebecca took me to have my portrait taken. They have a wall with some family pictures but none of our family (except my Mom and Dad). He wanted one of me up there. So, that's what we did. I have to say, I was more nervous to have my picture taken than I was to have my hair drastically changed (which by the way came out really pretty).

I was right to be afraid of the camera. Even though I've lost 20 pounds since I've seen them last, I still couldn't figure out how I could look decent in the mirror and so fat on the camera. They, of course, thought the pictures looked good, but I was really not happy with them... and the one they picked for the wall had a big smile (which is what they wanted, and I only did it for them... I have such chubby cheeks). When they asked me which ones I wanted for myself, I chose one where I was kind of sitting sideways toward the camera. They asked if I wanted a copy of the one they had, and I told them "no.. that's for your wall.. I'm glad I'll only see it once a year". BUT.. even though I hate the camera.. I had a blast having the pictures taken. I got them and the girl who was taking the pictures laughing so hard that I almost forgot that people are actually going to "see" them.

No matter how I felt the pictures came out... Chris and Rebecca loved them, and I feel so blessed. I mean... how many sons and daughters-in-law out there really "want" a picture of their mothers (in-law) on their wall.. and here is my son and daughter-in-law, taking the time and having the portraits taken so he would have one. They are really amazing.

I had to laugh at the two of them every day too. After 17 years of marriage, they are still so in love and play and tease each other and have "real" conversations with each other. They are so blessed to have found each other. If more people had marriages like theirs, there would be no divorce. I've said it before, and I'll say it again... I'd love to find a husband like my son. Rebecca is wonderful too, and he's lucky to have her.

I was suppose to come home Sunday night. On Saturday, I told Rebecca, "I don't want to go home. I miss the dogs, but I know they're doing fine... but I'm so relaxed and enjoying it here so much, I don't want to leave". Well.. I got my wish. My flight to Chicago (for layover) was canceled, and there was no way to get there to get my connecting flight to Cleveland. At first I was a little upset, but then I decided to forget about it and just enjoy the extra time with them. Rebecca took me to the airport at 7:00 am the next morning, of course the flight was about 90 minutes late but that was fine with me.. no rushing. When I finally got to Chicago, I was really lucky that my connecting flight had been delayed too. However... once we boarded the plane, the runways were so backed up (and icy) that we sat on the runway for 3 1/2 hours before we finally took off. I just took it with a grain of salt. Actually, it didn't bother me at all... I tried reading for a bit, but I ended up dozing the entire time.

The only thing I regret about the trip was that I was so looking forward to meeting Debbie and Jack. Things didn't turn out the way we had hoped they would, so we didn't get together... I'm hoping we manage to hook up next time I get to Missouri. We were both so looking forward to it.

Karol did such a great job with Mike and Gidget. Of course we talked everyday. It was so funny though because she called me on Thanksgiving (her first morning here) and said (kind of panicky)... "Joanna.. it's quarter to ten, and Mike won't wake up"... I laughed so hard and explained to her that he is just not a morning person. I also told her don't be surprised if, after he goes out, that he goes back to bed. I told her if she really wanted him to wake up that she should let Gidget go into the bedroom and give him whisker kisses.. that gets him every time. LOL

I never got such a beautiful welcome as I did when I got home. These guys were all over me... never even got a chance to take off my coat for almost five minutes. Karol wasn't here, she had left about 1/2 hour before I got here. But.. I couldn't believe it... she had everything done for me. I left the house pretty clean, but didn't expect her to have stripped the bed, washed the sheets and towels, put the bed back together, vacuumed the living room, washed the dishes and even left a fresh pot of coffee for me. There was nothing left for me to do but enjoy my kids. She's a wonderful lady and a great puppy-sitter.

I think it's time to take a break. I'm really starting to feel sore sitting here. These old bones (and muscles) just can't take a fall like they did when I was a kid. I just called Joanne (Dr. Blaha) and told her I wasn't going to make it in to work today. She's really awesome... I really got lucky when I found her, not only for the dogs but for myself as well.

I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I'm going to try to get to IMOM today to catch up with everyone a little later. Take Care and God Bless.

Love & Blessings

It's been so long. Where do I start? How about if I start with some wonderful news.

Dr. Blaha took Mike off the Rimydal and put him on Previcox about a week ago. Starting the first day, he already seemed different. He's not having as many bladder spasms during the day, he seems to have more energy... and.. the biggest thing is... he's sleeping so much better at night!!!! It's gotten to the point where he no longer needs Benedryl to sleep!!! I'm so happy!!!! Actually, I realized, after a few days of the Previcox that maybe he didn't need the Benedryl. He had slowed down the panting at bedtime, so I stopped giving it to him. From the very first night without it, the panting almost stopped completely. He laid down, and I just petted him and talked to him for a few minutes until he put his head down... then he slept all night!!! (wish I had icons on here so I could show you how happy this make me). He's been sleeping great every night since then. I'm now wondering if maybe even the Benedryl was bothering him too. It was helping him to sleep, but he also panted hard until he finally konked out when he was taking it.

Last night I could tell that he wanted on the bed to sleep, but... like I've said before... he doesn't realize he could jump up, and when I lift him up there, it hurts him. Sooooooo.... I did something he wasn't expecting. I didn't give him time to realize what I was doing, and I picked him up and threw him on the bed before he had a chance to realize what I had done. He didn't have time to snap or growl because it hurt. It was so funny.. he had a look of shock on his face, but he immediately made himself comfortable... too comfortable... the little shit immediately went to the top of the bed and sat on one of the pillows (so now I won't use that one till I change the pillow case)... but then he tried laying on both of them... I was just really hoping he wouldn't fart cuz his butt was right next to my head and we were both facing the same way.. we both fell asleep watching tv. I don't know what time he jumped down.. I woke up at 4:00 and he was on the floor, but it felt so great to fall asleep petting him. I really can't tell you how great it felt to have him up there again. Plus.. usually he'll curl up toward the middle of the bed or down toward the bottom.. but he was right there where I could reach him... it was awesome.

Gidget is doing really well. She's still the puppy and making me laugh, but she's also learning that the rules of the house apply to her too. She's so in love with her big brother that no matter where he goes, she wants to be with him, but she's learning (slowly) that when he's sleeping in one spot, she can sleep someplace else instead of trying to lay next to him and getting in his space. As I type this, Mike is snoring next to me, and the young one is sleeping on the couch. Ohhhhh... blissful quiet. LOL

Of course, it wasn't this quiet earlier. I've got a guy over here painting, and even though he's been here for two days, and they were great with him being here (even when I was gone), they both barked like crazy for almost 45 minutes... I swore, I was ready to get the duct tape and tape both of their mouths shut.... too much noise for so early n the morning.

I'm so happy to be able to get this place painted.. especially since winter is coming, and the colors were really drab (and pretty depressing). The guy who's painting has done a lot of work for my brother, and Joe has referred him to a number of other people too. Because of this, he gave me an awesome price (actually cheaper than I could have done if I did it myself). He's only charging me $200 to do the entire house.... kitchen, living room, 2 bedrooms, hallway and all the ceilings. Plus.. he had paint he had left over that were actually close to the colors I had planned on getting, so all I had to buy was one gallon of paint. My gosh... if I did it myself (Michelle and Jay were going to help me... especially with the trim)... I would have had to buy all of the paint, tools, drop cloths and (of course) I would give them a few bucks for helping me. I figure I probably saved as much as I'm paying right now. He's doing the trim and the bathroom today, and then he'll be finished.

The dogs have been great for him. I went to work the first day he was here, and then to the doctors (explain in a minute) the next two days... so they were alone with him for quite a while. He said they were awesome. Gidge stayed in her room and just watched him whenever he was in her sight, and Mike just slept till I got home. I'm really proud of my babies.

As for me... well... I don't remember if I told you I had a 24 hour blood pressure monitor put on last week. What a pain in the butt it was, but the worst part was that when I went back to have it taken off... it hadn't registered like it was suppose to, and there were maybe only 9 or 10 real readings. Sooooooo I had to go back Monday to have it put on again and then Tuesday to have it taken off. I got use to the cuff pumping up every 15 minutes or so (even though sometimes it would pump up three or four times till my hand turned purple), but I really hated having to document every single thing I was doing and feeling every time it pumped (where I was, standing, sitting, etc, mood, activities, symptoms)... what a pain. But at least it's over now. I did see a heck of a lot of high numbers when she took it off of me and connected it to the computer. I've got a doctor's appointment this afternoon to see exactly how good/bad I did. I'll keep you informed.

I was going to go to work yesterday morning, but about 9:00 I got a call from Michelle (my daughter). She informed me that she had been having chest pains since the night before. Being a nurse, you'd think she'd listen to her body better right??? Nope!!! She said when she went to bed that night, if she crossed her arms and slept on her stomach, she was able to sleep. Yesterday morning though she woke up, and it was still there. Dummy kid went to work anyway, but then it got really bad, and she finally decided she'd better get checked. To make things even dummer... when she called me... she was DRIVING HERSELF to the hospital. My God, if I did that she'd freak out.

The did all kinds of tests and blood work on her and were going to keep her overnight, but later in the day (around 5:00) they let her go home, promising to see her doctor this morning. Her appointment is at 11:30, and it's almost that now. With everything they've done to her and all the blood work and the fact that the nitro didn't do anything to get rid of the pain, I honestly don't think it's her heart. I told her to ask the doctor if she could have a muscle being pulled from her spine maybe that is a little out of allignment. That happened to me a few years ago... I was lifting a window, and all of a sudden my chest hurt... never felt anything in my back... after going to the hospital and finding nothing wrong, I went to the chiropractor I was working for, and after one adjustment, the pain was gone. I'm praying that's all this is for her.

Hey Amy... It's so good to hear from you again. I've missed you. How is everything going? I know what you mean about things slowing down (sometime maybe). It's funny... for the longest time, I had nothing much to do, but all of a sudden (the last few months) it seems I don't have time for anything. Keep in touch... hugs and nose kisses

Hey Cindy... YEAH, YEAH... I know.. I "am" doing it right now... (I think). Once they get the blood pressure under control I'll be fine. On the other hand.... YOU should have gone to the hospital when the doctor wanted you to go in too... you have people around to help with the kids, so there was really no reason for you not to go. I guess we're both a little stubborn huh? LOL
I'm sooooooooooo happy the kids are doing so well. I checked their thread today (but didn't post) and I think they're at 19 and 34 days??? HOOOORRRAYYYYYY!!!!! Keep up the great work boys!!! hugs and belly rubs

Ok... gonna get going. It's taken me a long time to write all this, and I really should get something done around here. The place has to be put back together in the rooms that are finished... just looking at all of it makes me tired. I hope everyone has a wonderful day and a great weekend. Thanks for checking in on us. You all mean so much to us. We love you all.

Love and Blessings


Amy said...

Hi Jo,
I know, long time no see...but I am really glad that you all are doing well. Hopefully once things work-wise slow down a little for me I will keep in touch more.
Hugs,
Amy

November 11, 2008 10:43 PM

Cindy said...

Geesh Jo, I sure hope u are doing EVERYTHING the doc says.
The last time (a few months ago) when the doc wanted to stick me in the hospital-I refused. But, I have the G/J tube so can stay hydrated and have lots of meds here. I even have the folks I live with to look after the boys--but God, Jo, they are so complicated and need so many meds at certain times, and of course the seizures.
So, I honestly understand ur fear of being hospitalized. But u have a back-up plan now which is great. The kids need u, so u must be the priority this time.
Keep us posted.

The boys are at 13 days and 29 days--the f-word (full moon) starts at MN--hope it doesn't affect the boys!

We all send hugs!

November 13, 2008 11:04 PM

Well... the beautiful Fall weather is gone. The chill factor right now is 19 degrees. I guess I'd better get use to it... it's not going to get any better until Spring.

There hasn't been a lot new around here. Thank God, Mike is still doing well. His only real problems are still at night. It's gotten to the point where he has to get a whole Benedryl to help him sleep lately instead of a half of one. I still can't figure it out. He's fine until we go to bed. I was thinking maybe it's something in the bedroom that makes him pant like he does, but that wouldn't account for his being in pain.

Gidget is learning that it's ok to chill out now (makes my life a lot easier), but she's still dragging my underwear and socks through the house. Last night she had 7 socks sitting next to my chair, 3 on the couch, two pair of underwear on the floor and ... (this was funny)... she brought one pair into her room. When she's finished dragging everything out, I put them back in the cart.. it keeps her busy for hours. She goes through withdrawl when I do the laundry, and the basket is empty though.

As far as me... well... still blood pressure problems. I had a doctor's appointment on Friday, and when I went in.. I felt great... no symptoms that it was high at all, but when the nurse took my pressure, it was 190 over 102. Oh man... what a pain. She did an EKG, and the doctor had her do an ICG on me... but (of course) the ICG unit wasn't working. He's going to have me wear a 24 hour blood pressure monitor... going to get it on tomorrow. Also, he'll be doing an Echo.

I'm not really worried about my health.. I mean, I'll do whatever I have to do to get this taken care of, but after I left his office, the biggest concern I thought of was the dogs. I've been in the hospital so much in the past, but there's always been someone to take care of Mike when I was in there. When Charlie was alive, of course, he was there, but even after he was gone, Michelle always took Mike (she really loves him and he loves her). But... now that I have two dogs, and Michelle has Scrappy... I had to figure out what to do if I ended up in the hospital (which.. the doctor said I should have been with my last episode).

My hospital track record is horrible. I can't tell you how many times I've been in the hospital in the last twenty years.. or even in the last five years. There have been times I was in three or four times in one year.... so I decided I'd better make arrangements for these guys just in case. I talked to Karol (from church) who is going to stay with them while I'm in Missouri, and she agreed to be my on-call puppy sitter. If she has another job, and I have to go in, she said Diane will take care of them for me. I'm so relieved and at least feel the peace of knowing they'll be all right.

On October 27th, I celebrated ONE WHOLE YEAR without going to the hospital... not even the emergency room.... that was a goal I was really striving for. Now I'm going for two years. Oh well... I'm not going to worry about it, and I don't want any of you to worry about it either. I'm just telling you about it so you know what's going on around here. Trust me.. I'm doing what I'm suppose to... it's just part of getting old. LOL

I'm hoping it warms up a little bit today. I'm going to work for Dr. Blaha this afternoon, and you all know how much I love this cold weather (NOT).

Hi Alex...
Yep.. I definitely remember how hard last winter was too. It was horrible. At least this year I have the car and will be able to get out. I hate cold weather, but at least I won't be snowbound this year without transportation. How awesome it is that you'll be having such beautiful weather and scenery all winter long. I know you're going to love it there this winter.

You're right.. it's awesome having two dogs... especially when you see how much they love each other (well.. except when the young one wants more lovin' than Mike wants to give... she just wants to be with him all the time... pesky little sister. LOL )

I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend and that you all have a very blessed week.

Love & Blessings

Alexandra said...

Your post about how happy Gidget is to see Mikey when he gets up brought such a smile to my face. You describe it so well I can see everything taking place in my mind. Mikey reminds me a bit of Shakespeare when he gets grumpy and other dogs at the dog park come up to him. Mikey sounds a bit like that when he just wakes up and is assaulted by his little sister.

I can't believe it's fall already. I'm remembering how long and drawn out the winters were for you and it feels like it was just yesterday that you were waiting and waiting for the snow to melt so you guys could go outside. Now winter is just around the corner again, huh?

Today when I drove to the dogpark I saw this beautiful yellow-flowerd tree (not dogwood. It was much fuller than that) and then next to it a taller and thicker one with pink flowers and I was thanking God that I get to live someplace where it feels like it's spring all the time. It has gotten cooler, though. I have to wear a jacket and long pants in the early morning and evening. And I don't think I will go swimming anymore. But for the most part the temperature is probably in the mid 70s most everyday. Sometimes it can be 80 in the afternoon. I sure won't miss the long drawn-out winters with their cold dark nights. I think I only really liked winter and snow when I was a kid and there was a chance of no school. AFter that, it's pretty the first snow but then it starts getting to me.

Well, I'm glad to see Mikey is still hanging in there and that they both are bringing you so much joy. Having two dogs is the best, isn't it?

Love,
Alex, Shakespeare, and Maleah

November 9, 2008 5:43 PM

Here are a couple of pictures of the kids... Mike enjoying a beautiful Fall day, and Miss Gidget with a pair of my underwear... see what I mean... she just takes over and claims them for herself. LOL The picture is a little blurry, but you get the idea.


I'm looking out the window at the beauty of Fall. The sun is shining, and all the trees are gold, orange, yellow and red. What a beautiful picture God paints. I hate the thought of all the leaves falling and winter settling in. It's suppose to be 65 degrees today... a far cry from what it's been, and even though this weather isn't going to last more than a day... it's beautiful nonetheless.

Mike is sleeping next to me. I don't think he feels too good today. This is one of the few times he didn't go back to sleep behind the couch when he came in from outside in the morning. A typical morning is that I let him out, and he goes back to his safe place behind the couch, and I normally wouldn't see him for at least an hour or more until he's ready to face the day. I know he was hurting yesterday and last night too. He groans in his sleep and when he's awake... he groans when his bladder spasms on him, and lately, there has been some blood in his diaper... not much, but enough to see that there's some red in it.

I'm really grateful, though, that his appetite is still really good. Actually, it's probably better than ever. I've been trying to watch how much I feed him at one time so he doesn't get an upset stomach, so I've been trying feed him around noon or 1:00 and then again around 5:30 or 6:30 ... but.. lately (for maybe the last two weeks or so)... he always gets hungry between 8:30 and 9:00 at night too. When he gets hungry like that, he won't leave me alone until I feed him. So, now he's been eating three times a day. It warms my heart when I watch him eat... and when I do, I thank God for the blessings He has given us with Mike being as good as he has been for so long.

There is one problem with his eating so well though, and that is that after he eats, he gets a burst of energy and wants to play with Gidget. Normally, I love to watch them play, but when he gets that excited after eating, there's always a mess from an upset stomach to clean up. I hate to have to stop them from playing, because they don't play as much as they use to, but after eating is not a good time to rough house.

Gidget is as cute and funny as usual. She's constantly finding things to do to make me laugh. Sometimes, just the way she looks at me gives me the giggles. I know I complain about her sometimes (she's such a pita... especially when she's bored)... but I am so glad she came to be with Mike and me. She really loves Mike so much. However, sometimes she loves him too much, like when he's sleeping really sound, and she wants to play... she'll go right up to him and bark that high pitched "yip" right in his face to wake him up... ohhhhhhhh... that is NOT funny. Poor Mike...
But.. it is adorable when... if he's been sleeping in the bedroom, and she hears his tags as he gets up.. she gets so excited.. she wags that tail so hard that it moves her entire body from side to side all the way up to her neck. LOL ... then she'll run up to him and give him all those puppy whisker kisses. He'll show his teeth and try to walk past her, but that doesn't stop her from getting right in front of him and show him how happy she is to see him, and her little butt just wiggle waggles all over the place.

Well.. gonna get going and try to get something done around here. I hope everyone had a good week and you all have a happy, healthy and blessed weekend.

Love & Blessings

Again... I've been gone a week. I swear, the older I get, the faster time goes by.

Mike and Gidget have been doing pretty well lately. Mike does seem to be leaking again more than normal, and he has been having bouts of passing granules (I can hear him groan when he pushes on his bladder to get them to pass, so I know he's in pain sometimes), but all in all, he's eating and doing everything he's suppose to be doing that let me know he's doing ok. His sleeping at night as been sporadic. The night before last he slept really good and really deep, but last night, he couldn't get settled until after 1 am. Even though he's going through everything he's going through at night, I'm still very grateful that he's as close to normal during the day as he can get.

The young one is really coming in to her own. She's grown up enough now to realize that if I don't run to the back door as soon as she calls for me, she can sit and wait, and I'll be there as soon as I can. I guess we can all sell our stock in Bounty and Resolve now... haven't had to stock up on it for awhile.
I think I've determined that Gidget thinks she's an outdoor dog though. She loves standing outside and letting the wind blow through her hair and chasing every leaf that dares to blow in her sight. She's so funny watching her pounce on them and looking so proud after she's demolished them. I'm thinking when it gets a bit colder, she won't want to stay out so long though... we'll see about that though.

The weather is really getting cold. Thank God I FINALLY got a new furnace yesterday. Since October 6th, I've only had heat a total of 5 days. The furnace guys were out here six times before it was determined that I need a new furnace. I'm a freeze baby, and since it's been so cold here already, I've been using three space heaters to keep my sanity. I did wake up one morning with a horrible migrane that lasted two full days... my gosh, I haven't had one that bad in a very long time (maybe over a year). Even though I do have a history of migranes, since the surgery I had to stop them, I've only had a few really bad ones (nothing like I use to), and mostly they have started with cold air hitting my head. That's the major reason I have to hibernate in the winter. Even standing by the door too long to let the dogs out can trigger one if I'm not careful.

Oh well.. that's all water under the bridge now. Everything is fine, and my house is warm. Even the dogs seem happier.

Hi Cynthia...
Thanks for stopping in and visiting. I'm so glad Benji's surgery was successful. Give him and Bugsy bunny hugs from me.

Hey Sunny & Buddy...
We're sorry... we've been after Mommy to write for the longest time, but somehow she doesn't listen to us all the time. Sometimes when she didn't listen, my sister peed by the door to remind her that she's suppose to pay attention to us... but then she just got mad... so she she stopped doing it. We know how to get her to listen to some of the stuff we tell her, but when it comes to her computer, the only thing we can do is have Gidget jump on her lap while she's typing and then Gidget tries to type for her.... but... she's still too little to know how to spell people words, and when my sister types... no one can understand the Westie words we write. I don't like jumping on Mommy's lap when she's on the puter so I just try to tell my sister what to write. I wish she'd learn to write in people words though.

Sending you guys Westie nose and whisker kisses

Mike (and Gidget)

Sequia said...

Joanna, thanks for looking in on Benji. He got a clean bill of health from the vet yesterday! I am so pleased.

How are you doing? We you and Mike able to sleep better last night? Give them so nose kisses from me please.
Cynthia

October 22, 2008 12:16 PM

Sunny and Buddy said...

no updates? The westie cousins were looking for news!

Sunny and Buddy

October 27, 2008 6:20 PM

Hope everyone is having a happy, healthy week.

Love & Blessings

It's amazing how fast time goes by. I never realized that tomorrow would be an entire week since I've been here.

The experience at the park last week really took a toll on Mike. My poor boy slept almost solid for two days. I was really beginning to get worried about him. I had to force him to get up to go out or even to eat... had to get him started eating by hand feeding him. We really weren't out there very long... maybe 45 minutes, so I would never have thought it would bother him like that.

He's having problems sleeping again... not just panting, but sometimes sitting and staring while he pants. It's just so weird that it's only when we go to bed. He generally seems fine until then. However, there have been times I've noticed it starting up, so I'll give him the Benedryl, and we'll go to bed early so he could get settled as soon as possible before the panting gets worse.

We had a really hard night last night. He just couldn't sleep. He wasn't panting the whole time, but he was getting up and down... laying down and sitting... until almost 2:00 this morning. Then when he finally DID fall asleep, his breathing was really heavy, so of course I had to stay awake until it got a bit more normal. I ended up giving him the whole Benedryl last night.. 1/2 just wasn't doing it, and in all honesty, I probably could have given him another 1/2 to help him sleep (their children's strength so it probably would have been ok). I'm hoping he has better luck tonight.

Gidget has been full of the devil tonight. I've had to keep her busy because she's determined that she doesn't want Mike to sleep. Earlier (around 5:00) he must have been in a really deep sleep because she startled him and he actually snapped at her. I don't think he even knew he did it, but she really pissed him off. Then everytime he moved someplace else to sleep... she followed him and tried to get him to wake up and play.

He's sitting next to me right now, and everytime I pet him, I realize how soft his hair is and how loving he is and how blessed I am to have him with me. I just realized that Mike became a PIN on IMOM on October 20th last year. He's been a true success story for IMOM. At that time, the vet told me he "might" have six months.... and then in December when he started passing clots and IMOM raised enough for his surgery on January 2nd, they said, "a few weeks to a few months"... and Praise God... here we are a whole year after his first diagnosis. I am so very grateful for everyone who has helped my sweet boy and all the wonderful friends we've found there for support and so very grateful to God for helping him maintain a decent quality of life for so long after "man" said otherwise. What a miracle he truly is.

Hi Alex... The hayride really was fun. I'm glad I went. It's so funny to think of a bonfire in 85 degree weather... guess that's just not a Florida past time. LOL I lived a year in California, so I know what you mean about being thrown off with the season always being like Summer. It's weird going Christmas shopping and wrapping presents when there's not even a breeze in the air. LOL

I haven't heard from Roberta for a little while. Last time I talked to her, she was still on days, and I "think" she likes it. It's tough working nights. I did it for four years, and I loved it, but it does screw up your system.

Give the kids hugs for me.

Ok... gotta get going.... I hope everyone is having a wonderful week.

Love & Blessings

Alexandra said...

Wow, Joanna, that hayride sounds wonderful! I'm so glad to hear about you getting out and having some fun. Really REALLY glad.

At first I was confused. I think living in Florida, I am losing track of the seasons. All I could think of was, "A hayride and bonfire in 85 degree weather?" But then I remembered where you live.

I get thrown off guard at church when they ask me to design a slide for Thanksgiving or Christmas. I'm thinking, "But it's still summer."

Anyway, I'm glad you can get out. Talk to you soon.

Love,
Alex

PS How's Roberta doing? Is she still at her day job now?

October 16, 2008 5:52 PM

We had an awesome afternoon today. The weather was around 68 degrees (perfect for me), so I took both Mike and Gidget for a ride to the park. They were so happy just for the ride, but when we got to the park... well... all the scents of fallen leaves and the smell of squirrels that had been there before us took their attention totally away from the rest of the world.

Gidget had never been to a real park... just the prayer path behind the church (it's a beautiful path created in the woods along the river). The prayer path is awesome, but the openness of the park was all new to her. It was hillarious when we walked near the playground... she barked like hell at the playground equipment. She had never seen it before and was protecting Mike and me from those big scary things. LOL

Mike enjoyed the walk just as much as she did. He took his time and sniffed as much as he could and of course stopped every ten feet or so to try to pee. When we got more into an open area, I told him, "come on Mike.. walk, walk"... and he'd stop peeing and walk a lot more than stopping. Or I'd tell him, "we're on a walk... not a sniff.. come on", and he did. He is sooooooo good.

While Mike and I were walking, I let Gidget run as far as she could on the leash (retractable)... back and forth and all around us. She definitely got in her exercise for the day.

It was a great time... UNTIL!!! Until it was time to leave. I had put some water out for the pups, and they both had some. I was still holding on to both leashes, and when Mike was finished drinking, I went to put his diaper back on. Just as I got it on, he spotted a squirrel. Now mind you... Mike doesn't usually care about squirrels. We have a whole family of them in the back yard, and he never even takes notice of them. They could sit ten feet away from him, and he wouldn't care.
BUT... I guess the fresh air and the fact that this wasn't "our" squirrel that he spotted woke up the hunter in him, and he tried taking off after it. He couldn't go far because of the leash and almost choked himself trying to get to it.
THEN... the great white huntress saw it and decided to join him in the anhiliation of that poor little thing. Well.. the squirrel got away, but those to made me look like a complete idiot out there. You probably would have peed your pants laughing. Here I am... holding two retractable leashes, and the dogs on each leash crossed over, so my arms are crossed trying to pull them back and keep them from running off.... then somehow, Gidget got both of the leashes tangled... AT THE TOP WHERE I WAS HOLDING THEM... I'm still trying to figure out how she did that. Sooooooooo.....now I can't control either leash, and they are fully extended with two miniature elephants pulling on me.
I don't know if you realize how strong these little dogs are... but they were both pulling me so hard that they were dragging me behind them. Gidget was barking, and Mike was choking himself, and I was saying.... "doggone it.. stop pulling... hang on.. you're tangled"... of course they weren't listening to me. I don't think they even knew I was there. Then somehow, Gidget's leash came totally off Mikes, and just before she got lose, I grabbed it. Unfortunately, I didn't get it by the handle but caught it on the string (leash) part.... MAN DID THAT BURN!!!

Finally, after what seemed like a very long time (but was probably only a minute or two), the squirrel disappeared into a vortex, and both dogs relaxed. My gosh.. was I sweating. Thank God the park was empty (except for a guy sitting in his car eating his lunch and laughing at the show we put on). You could tell my guys are really well trained can't you. I'm glad I gave that guy a good laugh.

We came home, and Mike was totally pooped. He slept the rest of the afternoon, and I actually had to wake him up aroun 7:30 tonight to feed him. Gidget, on the other hand, was still full of piss and vinegar. I had to put her in her room so "I" could catch a short nap.

All in all though.. it was a great day off. I haven't really had much time to do stuff like this since Dr. Blaha went to the convention. She came home last night, and I took off today. She called and wants me to go in tomorrow morning to meet with the computer guy who's coming to do something to the computer and explain to him what happened with VIA... I just hope he doesn't screw it up... it took forever to get it going again.

Hi Alex...

It's so good to hear from you. You are soooooo right. God is so good, and He has been blessing us. I'm so grateful for everything. It does seem like I'm in and out all the time, but the good thing about working for Dr. Blaha is that she's just about a mile from my house, and I can pretty much set my own schedule, so Mike and Gidget really aren't home much by themselves. The longest they were alone was when I went on the hayride Saturday... it was awesome.. it was at a Christian campground... a beautiful hayride through the woods (with an almost full moon shining through the trees) and then a bonfire with a weiner roast and nice burnt marshmallows.... humm.... yummy.
Give the little ones some belly rubs and scritches for me.

Oh Cindy...

I know you are 100% right. Last year, I almost did stroke out. Had to go by squad to the hospital with blood pressure that I won't even tell you how high it was. Since I posted about my bp, I've been doing really well... except for Sunday afternoon.... but we won't talk about that. I did go to the doctor after my post (twice actually) about the blood pressure. We, again, changed the schedule and dosage of the meds, but I didn't call him after my episode this Sunday. Don't yell at me for not calling him... I think I know why it went up like it did. I got really excited about something that had happened at church (too much to explain here), and I think that's what made it spike again. Please don't worry... I am being careful, and I know the number for 911.... praying I never need it again. I have another appointment with him on November 7th, so prayerfully by that time I'll be 100% ok. Just keep me in your prayers.
Oh.. by the way... nope... never been a nurse. I've worked at the hospital in ER though in registration.

I'm so glad that Justice is still on the train and hoping that Tuck gets back on again really quick. Give them hugs and belly rubs for me.


Ok.. time to get these guys outside. I pray everyone is having a happy and healthy week.

Love & Blessings

Alexandra said...

Hi Joanna,

It seems like you haven't posted here in a while either. Boy you must really be busy! What a change, huh? Before you had the car you were stuck at home and now look at you. Seems like God has been blessing us both!

I'm glad Mikey is still hanging in there. boy, what a trooper he is! I saw a dog at the dog park yesterday that looked just like him and I was thinking about him. I hope they both don't mind you being away from home so much. At least they have each other, right?

Okay, well I'll have to check back and see if you've updated this blog.

Give the little ones kisses for me.

Love ya!
Alex

October 15, 2008 1:35 PM

Cindy said...

Ok Joanna, didn't u used to be a nurse??? Well even if u were or weren't--don't u play 'nurse' on urself-cuz u ain't doing a very good job of it. You know as well as I do that u could easily have 'stroked out' with a BP that high. You said more then a week ago that u had a call in to ur doc. So...u are going in for BP checks and just not telling us--right?? I said RIGHT????? PLease tell me u have talked with the doc! Home testing machines are great-but when u have symptoms and the scare-u need to get to the doc and take care of urself. ASAP!
Hugs, Cindy, Tucker and Justice
I guess u need a refresher course--High blood pressure is a SILENT killer. By the time u are having symptoms like u were, u are in serious danger of having a stroke. You were damn lucky--and so was Mike and Gidget. They may have lost or had an incapacitated mom.
It's wonderful u are going to see the kids in Missouri at Thankgiving...but I sincerely hope u have touched base with ur doc and stopped in and let the nurse do a BP check before u travel. U want to have fun don't u??? U want to be healthy in Missouri and come home healthy don't u???
So PROVE IT!! Stop in at ur docs and have the nurse check ur BP. Don't wait in case u need to do some changes on ur meds-then u will be used to changes before the trip.
Sermon over---FOR NOW!
hugs to u and the kids! U know the sermon was only becuz i care...plus I am in a mood. LOL. But I AM right!!

October 15, 2008 7:47 PM

Busy week. Sorry I haven't posted. Dr. Blaha has been gone all week, and I've taken advantage of getting as much done in the office as I could. She's not coming back until Tuesday, so the quiet in the office is great for getting things accomplished. By the time I've gotten home and taken care of the dogs and things around here, I'm too pooped to pop. I didn't go to work today... for some reason, after doing some Saturday errands, I was just way to tired to concentrate. But, thankfully, I was able to grab an hour nap and feel much better now.

My blood pressure, I think, has been better. I've changed the times I take my pills, and so far so good.

Mike has been leaking so much lately. Poor guy... we go through more diapers in one day now than we did two (or sometimes three). Yesterday when I went to clean him, I saw he was really red and raw down there. It really must hurt him. I gave him a bath to make sure he's really good and clean and then loaded him with Neosporin and baby powder. It looks much better today, but I know it can't be very comfortable.

Gidget is still a little gidget. She's getting much better in the "peeing" department (shhhh.. don't wanna say that too loud). Now, if I could only get her to stop barking so much outside.... she'd be "almost" the perfect little girl. You would have fallen over laughing this morning if you had walked in my house. From the front door, all the way to the laundry room, were different articles of clothing. I mean she actually made a trail. I'd pick them up and put them back, and she made herself nice and busy doing it all over again. Normally, I'd pick them up and put them up on top of the washer where she can't reach them, but... it was nice and quiet in here while she was so busy, sooooooo.. I just let her enjoy herself.

I'm sorry I haven't gotten to any IMOM threads for awhile. I promise to get there soon. I'd get to them tonight, but believe it or not.. I'm going on a hayride and a bonfire in a little while and have to get ready. Haven't done anything like that in years. Should be fun.

I pray everyone is having a wonderful and healthy weekend. Take care and God Bless.

Love & Blessings

I hope everyone had a great weekend.

I had a weird day yesterday. In the morning, I got really lightheaded before church. I took my blood pressure, and it was a little high. After I took my blood pressure medication, I took it again, and it had gone down a little. I questioned as to whether I should go to church or not, but at that point I felt ok, and it was a beautiful Fall day, and I didn't want to stay in all day. Well, at church, the feeling came back but (thank God) no where near what it had been earlier. The rest of the afternoon was downright scary. The feeling came back full force around around 2:00. I took my blood pressure again, and it was 204 over 89. Oh my gosh... wayyyyyy too high. I took my afternoon pill, and it went down but not far enough to be normal. The lightheadedness continued on and off all day. When Karol was here meeting the dogs, we were at the back door, and she had to catch me before I fell. Gotta tell ya folks.. this is not fun.

I've got a call in to the doctor, and I'm hoping he calls soon. My head feels a little fuzzy this morning but nothing like yesterday. I'm wondering if maybe I have an inner ear problem too, and maybe the blood pressure isn't the entire problem. I don't know. All I know is that this has to stop.

Ok.. enough of my junk.
Karol came over yesterday and loved the puppers, and they loved her too. Mike sat right up against her foot, and Miss Gidget stayed as close as she could to her on the couch. Karol really loves animals, and it shows. I know when I go to visit my son, my babies will be in good and loving hands.

Mike is doing ok. He still has his problems, but my boy is doing the best he can with the situation he's in. He's such a sweetheart. I have to say though, he's been a bit confused the last couple of nights because we've slept in the living room instead of the bedroom. The furnace went out Friday night, and Chuck wanted to wait until today to call the repair guy (weekend rates ya know)... anyway.. it wasn't too bad. I have a heater that I use in the bedroom during the winter, because it gets really cold in there, and I put it in the living room the last couple of nights. Gidget sleeps in there, and I wanted her to stay warm too. When I said "bed time" the last couple of nights, Gidget went to her room, and Mike went to the bedroom. When I didn't go in there, he came back in here and looking at me like "I thought you said we were going to bed??"

Gidget has been really good lately. I think she's realized that cuddling could be as much fun (or almost as much) than constantly yipping. Of course the yipping hasn't stopped, but she's doing it less and less each day. However, there are still times when I need a break and tell her it's naptime.... she's really pretty good about going to her room for a nap for an hour or so. I love those quiet times.

I hope everyone has a great week. Give all the furkids hugs and belly rubs from me and nose and whisker kisses from the Westies.

Love & Blessings

Hey All... Happy weekend to you. The weather is cold right now (down to 38 at 9:45 in the morning), but it's suppose to go up to 62 (hope so). The sun is out, and the sky is blue. It really is beautiful (if it just wasn't so doggone cold). I have no idea what I'm going to do in the winter.. I'm such a freeze baby.

Gidget is being as sweet as pie lately. I don't want to say that too loud though. She's so darn cute, but there are times she tries to use her cuteness to get away with things (doesn't work). Yesterday she was in the laundry room, and I heard her yip... thought she had to go out so I went in there, and here she was barking at the empty laundry basket... looking for underwear. LOL Bad Mommy did all the laundry and didn't leave her anything to play with. This morning, I heard her yip in there again... again I go to let her out, and she's laying in the middle of the laundry room floor like a little princess just looking out the door. What a girl she is.

Mike is sawing logs next to me right now. He had a hard time falling and staying asleep again last night. I don't know what it is about the night time, but, lately, it usually isn't until we go in to the bedroom that the panting starts. It use to be that it would start even before we went to bed, so maybe he's getting better.. I just don't know. I just wish I could get him on the bed, because he always seems to be able to fall asleep faster there... but he refuses to jump up or try the step stool, and it hurts him when I pick him up to put him there. I really miss him up there, and I know he misses being there too.

Well.. gotta get going. Got "Saturday" things to do. I hope and pray everyone has a wonderful, happy, healthy and blessed weekend.

Love & Blessings

VIA is up and running, so thank God there was no permanent damage to the program. AND... amazingly enough all of the information I entered into the laptop was miraculously transferred to the desktop... so there's no need to re-enter all the data. I'm soooooooo relieved. Dr. B is going to a conference on Monday, so I'll be going there a few days during the week while she's gone to get some work done for her and return phone calls. I'll be going over there this afternoon to see what she has for me and set a schedule for next week.

Mike has been doing fairly good during the day, but on occassion he groans in his sleep or even when he's awake, and I can tell he's in pain. The last few nights, he's had a heck of a time going to sleep and staying asleep. Last night I could tell he was really in pain. I ended up having to give him the second half of the Benedryl, because he was panting so hard and just couldn't relax. He was like that the night before too. The Benedryl seems to help him, but then I stay up to listen closely to his breathing. It sometimes gets so loud and labored sounding and then other times is so shallow that I have to check to make sure he's still breathing. As I type this, I can hear him groaning in his sleep behind the couch. It breaks my heart. I just wish he was healthy.

Gidget is still a gidget. She's a handful all right, but she is so damn cute and sweet and cuddly (especially when she "want's" to be). I still have to go around the house picking up my dirty laundry throughout the day. Emptying the laundry basket seems to be one of her favorite (quiet) pasttimes.

Oh... some great news!! I'm going to visit my son and daughter-in-law in Missouri for Thanksgiving. I am sooooooo excited. I'll fly out Wednesday and come back on Sunday. I went there last year, and I've got to tell you... when I go there, I always feel so welcome and loved. I just love going there. We just hang out together (the three of us) and do whatever we feel like doing or nothing at all. Last year all three of us were in the kitchen together making Thanksgiving dinner, and while we waited for it to cook, we watched Miracle on 34th St and It's A Wonderful Life. Sadly though, this year, Bailey won't be in the kitchen with us. They miss her terribly, and it's going to be hard for me to go there and feel that void there too.

Since Michelle has Scrappy now, there's no way Mike could stay with her while I'm gone, and he wouldn't live past the second day in a kennel (wouldn't do that to him anyway). So Karol, from church, will come and spend the entire time here at my house and take care of my babies. Karol is about my age, and has made a career of dog sitting. She's not cheap... she charges $50 a day/night... but it will be soooo worth it just knowing I'll have someone I trust, who loves dogs, to be here for Mike and Gidget.... especially for Mike. The dogs will never be alone at night (she'll sleep here too) or forced to stay in cages all day. They'll be able to stay in their own home and stick to their own schedules, and Mike will have the special care he needs. She's going to come over Sunday after church to meet them. I know they'll love each other. Now the hard part is saving the money to pay her. I hope Dr. Blaha was serious about adding hours (and it would be nice if I did get a raise... but I'm not going to mention that to her unless she brings it up again).

I hope everyone is having a great week. Give all the furkids hugs and scritches from me and nose and whisker kisses from the Westies.

Love & Blessings

Wow... until I got the e-mails notifying me of Michelle's and Alex's comments, I didn't realize how long it had been since I've posted here. I'm so sorry. I have no excuse.

Thank God, Gidget is over the dire rears. I don't know what brought it on, but I'm glad it's over. Mike seems to be doing fine. He has had a few days when I've had to give him his Rimydal early, because I could tell he's in pain, but that doesn't happen often. He really is a miracle mutt. To look at him, you'd never know he even had a problem (except for wearing the belly band diaper). I just love him so very much, and I'm so grateful that God has blessed me in keeping him here this long.

Ohhhhhhhhhhh.......... I have some (I think) great news to tell you. I don't remember if I told you about my questioning my ability to get the information that I've entered into Dr. Blaha's laptop on to her desktop. She has a veterinary software program on both computers, and I was able to transfer the information from the desktop to the laptop.... so... it stands to reason that I should be able to do the opposite as well. I was able to transfer information back to the desktop "before" I started working on the laptop, so I figured it shouldn't be a problem. Well... after hours and hours of entering information that needed to be entered... it was finally time to get it all on the desktop.

Friday morning, I went to work in her office and put the flash drive in and proceeded to upload the new information. Everything "seemed" to be fine for about four or five minutes... then VIA crashed!!!! It wouldn't even allow me to get into the program. I contacted tech support, and (very long story short)... she worked for hours (using remote access) to try to fix the problem. OMG.. I felt so guilty. I left around 5:30 and called the tech before I left. I asked her to call me when she was finished and let me know the status and exactly what had happened.

Well... around 7:30 she called. She had been working on it since 11:00 that morning, and it still wasn't fixed. She said she was going to have her team leader take over. I felt worse than ever. I called Dr. Blaha and told her how very sorry I was and wouldn't blame her if she fired me. She's unbelievable.... while I was beating myself up, she told me ... "it's not your fault.. it's the program... this has happened before, and it took three days for them to fix it".... of course last time it wasn't caused by my trying to transfer information with the flash drive.

I told her that I would be happy to come to her office and re-enter all the information in to her desktop at no charge (we're talking more hours than I could count). She said... "absolutely not... you're getting paid... it's too much work not to get paid for." ... Then.. she added... "I'm wondering if, since I know how great you are in the office and on the phone and you get along wonderful with the dogs, if maybe I shouldn't just hire you as my secretary, and you could answer my phone too." ...... My jaw dropped open... she really didn't hold me responsible. When she told me how impressed she was at the way I answered the phone, I told her I had almost 40 years of experience when I was working. Then, she told me I could "have" her laptop!! She really hates it, and since we now found out it's not going to help us with VIA, she has no use for it. I told her I'd pay her for it, but she said she doesn't even want to see it, and I'd be doing her a favor by taking it. OMG!! THEN... she added... "of course, if you're my secretary, I'll have to start paying you like a secretary".... no way... a raise too? I told her that what she was paying me was fine... but she insisted that we'll talk about it when we get together.

I still feel horrible about what happened to VIA, but my gosh.. I guess it goes to prove something I've always agreed with (and it says in the Bible)... "all things work for good for those who love the Lord"... Romans 8:28 ..... even the bad things.

I haven't heard from her today yet, so I don't know if VIA is back online. I hope so. Even though it means leaving Mike and Gidget for longer periods during the day, I'm anxious to start really working. I'm sure it will only be for a couple of days a week, but I'm so grateful for this opportunity.

So... that's what's been going on. I'm hoping this bubble doesn't burst, but if it does, I know God will have another plan for me.

Hey Michelle.... I'm so glad that Doodle Bug is doing well with her chemo. I can't wait until you're able to move closer to work. I'm sure it'll be a big relief for all of you.
Boy, you've got it right about me having my hands full with Gidget. She's worse than trying to keep up with a group of two-year old skin kids.
Give both the little ones a belly rub for me and whisker kisses from the Westies.

Hey Alex... How exciting that you're going to get to see your boys. I know how much you love them. I can just feel your excitement. I know it's going to be hard leaving Shakes and Maleah behind, but I also know you'll make up for it when you get back home. Give the boys some extra hugs from me, and give Shakes and Maleah some belly rubs and whisker kisses.

Love and Blessings To All

Bluedazy said...

Just stopping by to check on you and yours. I see that you haven't been on here in a few days so I am hoping that things are alright!

Gidget sounds like a handful - but a lot of fun! Hope she doesn't wear you out too much! Hope her tummy troubles are doing better for everyone's sake.

Glad that Mike seems to be feeling better! I hope that he rebounds just as quick from this low.

XOXOXOXO
Michelle, Daisy and Blue

September 27, 2008 8:05 PM

Alexandra said...

I'm just stopping by to see how things are also, Joanna. I'm getting ready to go to Houston tomorrow to see my sons. Will miss my guys here, though.

I hope things are okay.

Alex

September 28, 2008 8:37 PM

Mike seemed a little better yesterday, but poor little Gidget had the dire rears again. :-( So, we're doing the boiled chicken thing for a couple of days, and Dr. Blaha gave me something called Biosponge to sprinkle on her food.... so far... so good. She certainly hasn't slowed down because of it.

She's so damn cute. I was doing some work on the computer and thought she was sleeping on the chair. Well... during the time I was working, she was a busy little girl. I turned to check on her, and she was, indeed, sleeping... on the couch.... but apparantly she had woken up when she was on the chair and quietly brought me more than half of the laundry basket and gently placed them on the floor next to my chair. Let's see, there were four pair of underwear, two t-shirts, a pair of shorts and a washcloth. Yep... a very busy girl. LOL When I saw them I started laughing, and when I picked them up, she immediately jumped off th couch and followed me to the laundry room. I thanked her for being so sweet and reminding me that there's laundry to do. I came back to my chair, and she comes up to me, jumps up on my lap and presents me with my underwear again. She looked at me with those big eyes and my underwear being held gently in her mouth, and I couldn't help but laugh my ass off. What a silly little girl she is. She can be so sweet but so ornery at the same time... typical girl.

Mike, on the other hand, is Mr. Cool. He's so lay back and tolerant of all the activity around here. Of course there are times when the activity is too close for comfort (like when she stands on his back to get to me)... but generally he just blows off her advances unless he's in the mood to play. He still shows his teeth when he doesn't feel good and she gives him whisker kisses, but she just licks his teeth like that's part of the "get better big brother" ritual.

It was so funny.. last night, he was sleeping next to my chair, and she wanted attention. He didn't want to play and (bad Mommy) wasn't paying too much attention to her, so she took one of her toys and put it right on top of him. He still ignored her, but I laughed my butt off.

This has been the most beautiful week weatherwise that I think I could ever remember... low to mid seventies during the day and mid to hig fifties at night. Oh how I wish it could stay like this forever.


Hi Michelle.... Thanks for stopping in. I know how busy you are, and I honestly don't know how you keep up. I hope Syd is feeling better and the head tilting is over with and that Charlie's tail is wig wagglin' the way it should now. Give them and the little one some big hugs from me.


I pray this post finds all of you doing well and enjoying each day. Take care and God Bless.

Love & Blessings

Michelle said...

Hi Joanna ~ Came by to check on your crew. I am glad Mike is still haing good days and the Benadryl is helping! Give him some hugs and kisses for me. Give Gidget some too (no more dire-rears!) .
Michelle & Syd

September 22, 2008 9:57 PM

Well... Mike's been doing a lot better at night since I started giving him Benedryl before bedtime. I got the children's dosage for him. The first night, I gave him 1/2 of the pill, but he woke up around 2:00 panting, and I had to give him the other half anyway. So I've been giving him the whole pill until last night. The problem with giving him the whole dosage is that I get worried when I hear him sleeping so sound. I mean, I know it's a good thing for him to rest like that, but I worry that it's too deep of a sleep. So last night I went back to giving him 1/2. He seemed fine with it last night.

Gidget, on the other hand, had a really tough night last night. I don't why, but she had diarrhea all night. I heard her whining around midnight and let her out. Then about every 45 minutes to an hour, she did it again. THANK GOD SHE LET ME KNOW AND I HEARD HER!!! I gave her a half of an Immodium around 3:00 and she was ok then until around 5:15. After that, it was over. The only thing I could figure that she had eaten that was different was a little bit of pita bread. I wouldn't think that would do it, but I'm not going to chance giving it to her again. She's been fine all day... back to her ornery self.

One good thing... even though she occasionally pees in the laundry room... she has never pooped in the house, and I guess last night she wasn't going to start (thank goodness).

Mike seems like he's hurting a little tonight. There were some granules in his diaper this afternoon and a little bit of blood tonight. I gave him his Rimydal early. I'll give him the Benedryl before we go to bed like we always do. Dr. Blaha calls it his Rimydal PM (LOL). But hey.. it works (better than Tylenol PM works for humans).

I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend and have a fantastic week. Take care and God Bless.

Love & Blessings