Thankful for sensors that go in on the first try! Also, thankful for this disease. Hear me out: I’ve had diabetes 21 years now, so essentially my whole life. It’s shaped me into the person I am today, and it’s been with me through every hardship and good moment. (half of which it caused I’m sure!) It helps me make healthier choices, and think long term about my health. It links me to an amazing community of other diabadasses. It makes me stronger, braver, and more hardened than I’d be without it. Yes I am hoping for a cure and would cut ties in an instant, but for now I’ll be thankful to have this never-ending love/hate relationship. ❤️ Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
Our story begins on a typical Tuesday morning. The lady of the house, A.K.A. the boys’ momma, was getting ready for work when she noticed one of her many dear boys limping. Tanner was walking across the counter, as was customary for this ungodly hour in the morning, but his left front leg wouldn’t support his weight in the usual fashion. The momma decided to check it out, even though she assumed he must have jumped oddly on it, or maybe had a piece of litter stuck in his paw.
You see, Tanner wasn’t the lightest of cats, and it would not be surprising for him to have twisted his ankle jumping from the counter. (Something he did all the time.) The boys’ momma grabbed her phone to pull up the flashlight since the dad of the cabin was still asleep and she didn’t want to disturb him for a little ankle pain. She walked over to where Tanner was eating on the shelf, and lightly grabbed his paw to see what was going on with it. She couldn’t feel anything protruding from the leg nor paw, but as she turned it toward the light she could see there was a fairly deep gash on the backside.
Luckily for Tanner, his momma works at a vet clinic, and was able to bring him with her to work. It was decided he would need stitches, but they would have to do it the next day so they’d be able to sedate him. (There is no way he would have let them do it awake, and he had already eaten so they couldn’t do it that day.)
She didn’t know how he could have done it, since they lived in such a small place and she didn’t think there was anywhere he could have hurt himself like that, and in that spot. The dad of the cabin found the culprit, however. There was an unused aquarium in the utility room that Tanner must have jumped on a million times. Apparently this was the final time, seeing as the broken glass and light bulb from above it were scattered inside. He must have sliced his wrist either jumping in or out of the aquarium. His dad got rid of it as soon as he found out though, even before the momma got home!
The next day, Tanner went unhappily back to work with his momma. His wound seemed all right and like it was trying to heal up. When they put him out and were able to shave around it, however, they realized it was still incredibly deep. They cleaned it out and he went in to surgery. While the doctor was working on sewing him up, she told his momma the cut was one millimeter away from his artery. ONE MILLIMETER FROM HIS ARTERY!!!! You could see the thin blue line that was his artery!! His momma definitely freaked out about that one. Tanner for sure used up one of his lives that day; he missed nerves, tendons, his artery, and only had a cut that needed two layers of stitches.
Tanner was able to go home later that day, although he had to stay the night in the kennel because he was still ‘drunk’ from the anesthesia. The next day he was released from that prison, and had made a sore on his nose from trying to get out of the kennel. (Something else his momma felt horrible about.) He was still ‘drunk’, but ate and drank some water and seemed to be doing just fine.
He was still limping yet doing well, but then Saturday night rolled around. His momma was holding him and noticed what felt like a mat on his left side. She had his dad grab a light and look at it while she was holding him. He said it looked like some type of cut, and they decided he must have had another cut from the aquarium that they had missed. His momma would bring him to her work on Monday.
Monday rolled around, and she took Tanner in to the vet clinic to have him looked at yet again. The doctor took a slight look and thought it seemed like more of a bite than a cut, and had her technician begin shaving the fur around it. It definitely looked red and infected, and they decided to keep shaving until they completely found the edges of the infected area. When all was said and done, his whole side was pretty much shaved and red from the bite. It had to be a brown recluse, that was the only thing that made sense. Poor Tanner was having quite the week!!
He got some more medicine, and later the next week some pain killer meds to help him hopefully feel even a bit better.
Now, let’s cut to today. Tanner is doing extremely well, his bite is beginning to peel around the edges and has completely necrosed, and he isn’t limping much anymore although he still holds his paw up when he’s siting somewhere. This all seems good, but then a couple days ago the dad noticed a lump between his shoulder blades. His momma took him back in once again to see what the doc had to say.
Luckily, she thinks it’s just a shot knot and that it’ll go away on its own. They just need to keep an eye on it, and bring him back in if it gets any worse, or hard and bigger. (Hard and smaller is okay though!)
So there you have it, ‘The Tanner Saga’. They say things come in three’s, so let’s hope the shot knot is the third and it isn’t anything more serious!! Because let me tell you, Tanner’s momma needs him.
His wrist wound.
After the stitches!
After coming home from the doctor.
A few hours after being home!
Still healing and peeling a little.
Please check out Yonder Worlds, for S.R. Anand has been a huge inspiration for me to get back into writing, and back to all of you. ❤
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This is the top secret, stealth mode activated, intriguing, mysterious, Special Agent Nelson. And for the next few days, you get the privilege of caring for him! His next mission is in the vicinity, and therefore I’ve decided to let him stay for a few days while he accomplishes what is needed.
While he’s here, he’ll need lots of room to work. Please let him come out from time to time to get comfortable or snoop around while looking for clues. He likes to work alone, so if anyone else is out, they may want to go to their room while he prowls. Exercising his mind and body are both great ways to keep him working toward his goal. I’ve included a laser pointer, feather toy, and catnip should you need help in entertaining him.
With all this hard work, he’s going to be hungry! I let him eat some wet food (¼ of a can breakfast, lunch, and dinner) as well as having his dry food out all day. Now he has this problem of sometimes overeating, or else his stomach just gets upset from all the excitement and he pukes. Please don’t fret, this is normal and doesn’t need the doctor, just to be cleaned up! (apologies ahead of time if this should happen!)
His hard work with the agency needs him focused and ready no matter what nor when. Because of this, he has a special medication he takes at night. If stuck in a pill pocket or treat, he should eat it right down! After ensuring he’s eaten the pill, please give him 5ish treats that are provided. He’ll be extremely thankful!
Throughout his endeavors, he may need to send me some intel. This can easily be done by sending me pictures of him throughout his stay. There is no such thing as too many pictures!! While it may seem like he’s just sleeping, or hiding from the camera (which he will do) and you aren’t sure if you should take and send a picture, do it! You may not see anything, but I bet I’ll find the hidden message. He’s the special agent, but sometimes I give a consult.
Thank you for taking care of my boy while I’m gone, I greatly appreciate it! He may not be cuddly nor want touched, but he’ll love to play and eat and be out for a bit each day! If he acts up, I’m sure his mission is just getting a little out of hand, don’t take it personally!
This week I decided to write out the instructions I’m leaving for my cat while he stays in boarding over the weekend. I’ll be going up to Iowa, and I want him to be able to get a break from his brothers! I know it’s not quite a story, but I wanted to leave the instructions in a fun way and thought this might do the trick!
Please check out S.R. Anand (With whom I’m doing these posts with!)’s blog, Yonder Worlds!
I hope everyone has a wonderful week!
In crisis and need help? Someone is always there, please reach out and either call: 1-800-273-8255 or text ‘Hello’ to 741741
The sun was shining when she woke from a deep sleep that took a few moments to shake from her eyes. She smiled when she realized she could actually see outside, and it wasn’t overcast nor foggy like it’d been the past week. Although she’d woken up slightly later than normal, she took her time going through her routine of getting ready. The sunlight coming in through the windows was too nice to rush through.
As she drove to work she marveled at how the trees were coming into bloom and the grass was growing greener each day. She’d missed the sun the past week, but the rains had really given way to some beautiful plant life. She clocked in on the dot, even after having taken her time in the morning. ‘It must be a sign it’s going to be a good day’, she thought to herself.
“Hey Laurel! Did you hear Robbie moaning about that cur out back last night?” Deborah called to her as she started setting things up for the mid-morning rush of sandwich-buyers.
“No, I didn’t. Was it still out there this morning?” she asked, her curiosity piqued.
“I haven’t seen it, but I’ll bet it’s there somewhere since he threw trash out when he was cursing about it.”
Laurel thought about the poor dog and what a rough life it must have to be hanging out back of a sandwich shop looking for scraps. She decided when she went to lunch she’d take it out back and see if she couldn’t coax the dog out of hiding.
Sure enough, when she went out a few hours later to enjoy the sun and eat her own sandwich, a scruffy-looking dog appeared seemingly out of nowhere. “Hey boy, want something to eat?” she asked gently, tugging a piece of her sandwich off as an offering. “That’s a good boy,” she whispered as he came right up to her outstretched hand and gently lifted the bread off. Laurel marveled at how well behaved this dog was for a supposed stray mutt. She quietly finished what she wanted and gave the rest to the dog. “Okay, if you’re still out here when I get off, how about we take you home and get you cleaned up?”
She gave him a quick pat on the head and walked back inside. Laurel didn’t know what she’d do with a dog if he was out there when she got off work. She decided on giving him a nice bath first, and then making some posters. Surely someone out there was missing this kind and handsome dog!
When she got off later that evening he was still there, and only too happy to follow her home. She did give him a bath, and he let her soap and rinse him until he was almost unrecognizable. The next day she made posters at the library, and hung them up around her block and the sandwich shop where he was found.
When no one had called about him in almost a month, Laurel decided Jack was hers to keep. She’d grown too attached to give him up now, and vice versa. What had once been a mangy cur was now a well-mannered and well-kept companion for Laurel, and neither could be happier.
Thank you for reading through my weekly Thursday posting! I couldn’t be happier to share an actual short story with you all this week. Please don’t forget to check out Yonder Worlds as well. S.R. Anand has been helping to push me with my writing endeavors and I couldn’t be happier nor more thankful!
I hope this post finds you all well. Take care!
In crisis and in the United States? Text ‘Hello’ to 741741 and a trained Crisis Counselor will be there to support you.
It’s been a long time once again since I’ve posted! One of my best friends and I are going to start writing at least one story each week! Please go follow S.R.A.’s blog over at Yonder Worlds. You’ll find yourself entranced with the worlds she visits and the characters that come out of her mind. For now, we’ll be posting off the Daily Post’s Prompt of the Day. I hope this post finds you doing well my WordPress friends.
I’m sitting in a cabin in the Midwest. I’m staring at my laptop, wanting so badly to have a wonderful story jump into my head. Instead, I’m watching House in hopes that I’ll be inspired by something and not just sucked into the episode without writing anything down. Yet I’m here getting sucked into watching House and only writing down a few words or sentence at a time.
Maybe in a parallel universe I’m writing a follow-up novel to the previous two that people were clamoring to read. Or maybe I have my own groom shop and am finishing up the last dog of the day. Or perhaps it’s a parallel where I don’t even exist.
No matter, I am here in the now and my mind is entirely blank give for these ramblings I’m stringing together. I can’t say for sure why I haven’t written in so long. Perhaps life has just been busy, or I’ve just been scared to see what will come out, or what won’t for that matter.
There are definitely stories up there brewing, and tales I’ve started that haven’t been finished quite yet. They will come out, it may just take a bit of coaxing.
I appreciate you reading my ramblings, and I hope you will stay tuned for next week’s post. I’ll be thinking in the interim of story ideas and characters to hopefully make it a bit more exciting! Perhaps throughout the week I’ll write more of what’s been going on in my life as well.
Don’t forget to check out Yonder Worlds, and have a wonderful week and weekend friends. 🙂
It’s been quite a long time since I’ve written on here, anything about me or life or ramblings. I’m still here and kicking!
2018 is off to a great start so far! My meds for my mental health have been doing great, my A1c is down (8.6 so still have a long way to go, but it’s better!), I have an appointment to get scheduled for a tubal ligation, dog grooming is going fantastic, Lunar Tides is going strong with new music (and studio!), I’m a volunteer crisis counselor, all the animals are doing well and healthy, I’m 2 years sober now!, and Lucas and I are still madly in love.
I’ve said it many times before, but I’m going to try to start writing on here more than once a year. 😉
I hope all you fabulous people are having a great year so far and are doing well in life!
It’s been a long while, friends! How are all of you doing? Enjoying the weather? It’s 80° here today! I remember when there was snow on the ground when I went trick-or-treating as a kid.
I’m going to ramble for awhile; hope you don’t mind. I now am on 200mg of Lamictal, and 50mg of Zoloft, and let me tell you: IT IS AMAZING. I think (knock on wood) this is the magic amount and type of drugs for me! I was telling Lucas the other day it’s probably how ‘normal’ people feel all the time, but for me I feel like I’m on drugs because I’m so happy and actually myself! It’s wonderful. (Granted yes, I am on drugs, but I mean like non-prescription drugs. You get it.)
I’m still at the vet clinic; it’s just me and The Groomer now, so I’ve been doing prep work, all the bathing, and then helping to finish whatever dogs are left. So a few less dogs that I’m finishing, but I’m still really enjoying it, learning new things, and getting more hours which is great!
Lucas and I are doing very well as are all the animals! Lunar Tides is going great and we’ve had a few live shows in our area!! That’s been a lot of fun; we have another on the 19th of November. In two months it’ll be a year that I’ve been sober. I’m pretty proud of myself for that. I’m sure a million other things have happened since I’ve been gone, and I know tons has been going on in your lives too! I’d love to hear all about it. I can’t promise I’m back for sure now, but I felt like doing a bit of blogging today and we’ll see where it leads us.
Have a fantastic week you wonderful WordPress friends. ❤
I have been taking different medications for depression and anxiety for just about a year now. I keep trying to find the medicine that will work for me, and some seem to but then lose their vigor. Two weeks ago I was put on Lexapro 10 mg. I was previously on Zoloft 200 mg, but had been feeling very foggy and tired all the time. I also was having some anger spurts which were not very fun!!
However, the Lexapro was TERRIBLE for me. I was irritated at everything, and would snap on Lucas just for looking at me! So I decided to quit taking the Lexapro because even if it began to be helpful, the irritation was not worth it. Now I’m just me in my head, and we’ll see how that goes. I have a psychiatrist appointment in about a month, and we’ll see where I’m at then. But for now, I figured it might be a good idea to try to get back to me and see how I’m doing. I’ve been on different meds for so long now, that I’m not even sure what feelings are mine and which are drug-induced!
It will be nice to see how I am on my own, but at the same time I don’t want to lose all the progress I’ve made when things have been going well. I’m still going to therapy, and actually have an appointment in an hour. So we’ll see how things go.
Other than that, life has been moving at high speed. Still grooming dogs, had a death in the family and the funeral last weekend, am sick now which sucks, and haven’t been on here or writing like I should! But I’m hoping to get back into things. Lucas and I are doing great, as are the animals which is good. I don’t know what I’d do without Lucas, and am so thankful he puts up with my moods and is so understanding to not hate me when I’m mean to him!! Mental illness sucks.
I hope everyone is doing well though, take care!! ❤