What is your emergency?

We finally got some good news at the vet yesterday.  That morning I took Hank for a little walk and he pooped a little soft poop.  Not that you need to know that but really, you do.  When we got to the vets office Hank’s little swelling was almost unrecognizable and the vet determined that there was no obvious hole from a hernia and it must have been swollen because of his stomach issues, so we could just take a wait and see approach.

jumping up and down

But then she went on to explain that Hank has very large balls.  Only she didn’t exactly say it like that.  It was more like, the large blah, blah, blah, and the rise in testosterone from the doohicky in the watchamacallit could be a problem in the future.  It could result in a serious hernia that will need surgery.  So I asked her what could be done to keep that from happening and she said, we need to castrate him.

Run Dog Run That wasn’t really Hank’s reaction because he has no idea what castration actually means but it was close to MacGyver’s reaction.

After we left the vet Hank and I came straight home because I am really behind in work and can’t afford to dick around.  When we walked through the lanai up to the back door I noticed the back door was open and I thought I had closed it.

I didn’t give it too much thought as Hank and I entered the house but then I saw this:

wrecked house

Oh My God!

I slowly backed up as I dialed 911 and then I heard the bird make his loud ‘PEW’ sound and I was hoping he was okay and I was wondering where Boomer was and hoping no one had hurt him.

Just as that thought entered my head and the 911 operator answered the phone I looked down at the floor and saw Hank’s food bowl, the very same bowl I had put way up high on the table so that Boomer wouldn’t eat it while we were gone.

Emergency Services Lady:  911 What is your emergency?

Me:  Bad dog, BAD DOG!

Emergency Services Lady:  Excuse me?  Ma’am?

Me:  Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry.  I thought someone broke into my house but it was just my dog.  My dog is the thief, a food thief.  I’m so sorry.

The operator laughed and asked me if I was sure I was okay and I assured her that I was but that I couldn’t say the same for my dog because he was in big trouble.  We hung up after that but I think she had to follow some sort of protocol, (or else she just wanted to hear about what kind of idiot calls 911 for a dog food burglar), because she sent two cop cars by.

I was mortified.  Boomer was still in a food coma.

Do you have dogs? 

Have they been spayed or neutered?  If so, did you do it when they were younger or older?

A bird and buffalo blue

When did they start naming snow storms and winter storms?  I mean hurricanes have always been given names for as long as I can remember but I never remember winter storms being named before recently. So I googled it and apparently it is a new thing.

blow me

And just an FYI, NOAA doesn’t like it at all.  I have a feeling they would like to have a monopoly on storm names.

Yesterday MacGyver came home with, surprise, another boat.  If one were to actually count that would make four and I pointed this out to him. I don’t remember his exact response but it was something like this:

money for boats and beer

I didn’t say too much because later in the day the UPS man delivered my 7th area rug of the year.  Apparently, I’ve never met an area rug or a throw pillow that I didn’t like and I’m okay with that.

We are heading down to Nokomis tonite.  We haven’t been there since the spider bite and I’d be lying if I didn’t say I was a little fearful.  MacGyver did go down immediately after it happened and bomb the hell out of the house and spray for bugs all around the perimeter but I’m still going to be beyond cautious.

Hank is going to the vet today at 4 and we’re hoping they say they can take out his staples.  The poor little thing has been through so much I would just die if anything else happened.

freakin spider

Hank has also had a sensitive stomach since he started antibiotics after the first surgery.  When he doesn’t feel like eating all of his food I put it up on the island in the kitchen otherwise Boomer will eat it the moment we leave the room.

I’m sitting beside Hank on the sofa and I just watched the bird fly into the kitchen and over to the island and leave with a piece of buffalo blue dog food in his beak, which he is currently pecking and eating.  Guess I’ll have to find another place to put Hanks food.

Woody Jac

Personality galore on this one

Our weather is still lovely here.  I ran another 8 miles this morning.  It was nice and cool and it was one of those runs where you actually enjoy every minute of it.  That never happens.  Seriously, it doesn’t and if anyone ever tells you otherwise, don’t believe them.  It doesn’t matter how long you’ve been running, everybody hates the first few minutes and sometimes, we hate the entire run, but we live for days like today when it feels effortless and that’s what keeps us going.

Have a fabulous Thursday!

Did you run today?

Thyroids, Animojis and weed.

I’ve had issues with my thyroid for years. Years. I’ve been on thyroid medication for almost as long. The medication gives me the hormones I need and without it, I’m deficient. In all of this time however, my T3 has remained low and even though I’ve seen a lot of different doctors over the years and none of them felt it was necessary to prescribe a medication including T3 because supposedly T4 converts to T3. Only mine doesn’t.

Im broken

 

In the last few years my doctors have increased the dosage of my medication many times but I feel like it hasn’t been working. Unfortunately none of them were listening to me. Every time they raised my dose, my blood pressure went up. I got so damn frustrated I stopped taking it all together and then went in for an appointment and low and behold, my blood pressure was completely normal. Of course my heart rate was 39 beats a minute. A normal heart rate is 60-100 bpm although for someone who’s active, it’s not uncommon for their heart rate to be in the 50’s or even the 40’s but 39 is not necessarily a good thing.

dead

Of course the doctor was a little irritated and told me to start taking my thyroid medication stat but I explained that I knew it was causing my blood pressure to spike and they told me I was mistaken.

i dont make mistakes
I promptly scheduled an appointment with a new doctor. Unfortunately, the entire bay area must have also been frustrated with their doctor because it was a 3 month wait. Also, my insurance wouldn’t cover it because she isn’t in their network but all that didn’t matter because she was highly recommended and I was fed up.  So I waited.

I saw her Tuesday night and let me tell you, I love her. First, she listened to everything that I had to say and she had suggestions and ideas and she was the first one to say that doctors don’t always know what the right thing to do is.  She even followed that up with a story about how she missed something in a patient one time. She didn’t just say she made a mistake, she said she f*ed up. She dropped an f-bomb during the conversation and I knew right then, this woman was my new doctor!

You are it
Most importantly, she put me on Nature Throid which is an all natural thyroid replacement hormone and does include T3. It’s only been 2 days and I already feel the difference. I can’t wait to see how I feel after a month or two on this medication.

jumping
The kid is a technology junkie. As soon as Apple releases anything, he’s first in line, always. He waited up until 3 in the morning to go online and order the iPhone X and he was super excited about it when it arrived. Shortly after he sent me a text message saying how excited he was but instead of the alphabet, he used the animoji and the fox actually read the message, I guess, sort of.

fox animojiI loved it so I texted him back to see if there was a dog.

animojis
He texted back as a dog! Is it wrong that I want an iPhone X strictly for the animoji feature. And I want it now.

Do you know anyone who smokes weed and runs? No seriously, it’s a thing.

weed runners
You can read the full article here. I don’t remember how I came upon the article, ahem, but I did. In all seriousness, I don’t think I could ever smoke weed and run. Ever. It would be hilarious though. The writer of the article mentions how he uses it before his run and then also during the run because it gives him a kick.  You’d have to kick ME if I used it because I’d seriously be on a bench somewhere sleeping.

sleeping runner
That would so be me. I’m gonna have to pass on the weed running. For now.

Do you need thyroid replacement? If so, what kind do you use?
Have you seen the iPhone X animojis?
Would you try weed before going out to run?