It has been about a month since I last posted. I had great plans to make my doctor visit a good one. I did not accomplish anything on my “list” so from here on out, no “lists”.
On November 14, my little dog “Prissy” died from congestive heart failure. She had been experiencing some difficulties and one day things just got to a point she could not breathe. It happened quickly. We made daily trips to the vet and finally I knew she was in pain, so I let her go. She had been with me for 15 years. I knew the day would come but it’s never easy to lose such a wonderful companion. I had a really rough couple of weeks and still have moments of sadness. I still have my little Pepe who is about 6 months older than Prissy. He has the beginning of the same thing so I know we are on borrowed time. This is the first time in 40 years I have had only one dog. It’s normally 2 or 3. I am astounded at how quiet it is with just the one. Pepe had panic attacks at first when I would leave him…..barking constantly, rapid breathing and just scared. He is getting better. He stays with me whenever I move but that’s OK. It’s just the two of us now!! It is really going to be quiet when I do not have any animals. I have decided not to get any more. I may foster but that’s to be considered down the road. I must say my dogs live and have lived a blessed life!
I then had “another” health scare. I went into our Sunday clinic because my heart rate was really high and would not go down (looking back – probably stress). The doctor sent me for lab work and then called later in the day and said there was a marker that I had a possible blood clot in my lung. He wanted to put me in the hospital but I said no. The next day I went in for a CT scan and was all normal. That’s enough to make you panic. I saw my regular doctor the same week and we’re going back to one of the original blood pressure medications (that is covered by my new drug plan). I asked what I needed to do to come off the one med and she said that it would never happen….Hummmm! I’m going to try to get off it.
I spent a wonderful Thanksgiving with my family in Virginia. Came home on Saturday and Sunday morning I became really ill and was told I had the “Stomach Flu”. I do not ever remember being so sick (except the time I had Salmonella poisoning). I just phoned the doctor and she said drink fluids, take Imodium and it will go away in a couple of days. It’s going around and is extremely contagious. Great!
So my “to do” list went to “hell in a hand basket” as the old saying goes. I did stay sober!! My next post will be more upbeat!! They say things happen in “three’s” … well, I’ve had mine. Moving on!!