I swear my week is in some crazy downward spiral. So, I go to bed last night late.... Later than I should (again). I got woken up at three o'clock in the morning from my husband's phone call. Not too bad, right? Well, I had some crazy splitting headache (discovered once I woke up) which made me sick to my stomach. I was trying to carry on a conversation, but it was so hard. Jesse at three in the afternoon his time was ready to chat it up! He wasn't quite so happy when I didn't talk enough. We got off the phone, I popped two ibuprofen and tried desperately to go back to sleep. My head hurt so bad I couldn't even lay down without it hurting. Then and there I decided no Bed, Bath, and Beyond in the AM. I would still trek out to Freddies (for my socks of course) but I needed more sleep. My alarm went off at 4:15. I turned it off. My mom came in to wake me up (thinking I fell back asleep after my alarm), I told her I'd be getting up soon. Jesse then e-mails me (which goes to my phone) at six AM. I finally get up and talk to him for a little while online.
My dad was up early this morning, and so I talked him into going with me on my shopping expedition. A little bribery from Starbucks doesn't hurt! We picked up stuff we needed and went back home. I immediately called the vet and got Stryker back in. I did a few things then took him to the in, and the vet told me that our next step was to get a biopsy on my dog's nose. GRAND. So they use a "punch" (I know they call this that to remove moles off humans... Don't ask how I know this) on the dog to do that. And lets just say you DON'T want to know how much that costs. So we went ahead with the biopsy, and I left him behind while I tried to keep myself composed as I left my baby at the vet.
It wasn't long after I got home that my mom got home. We headed to the house, decided on paint colors, went to JoAnn's, came home. Then we went to pick the dog up.
The dog has an infection. A really bad one, not one that is going to be able to be treated with regular antibiotics. It's an infection that gets in the skin and hair follicles and "doesn't normally just pop up out of no where"!! So my dog had to be put under anesthetic, his face biopsied, got stitches, and woken back up again. When we picked him up, he was still groggy. We have the "cone of shame," the same antibiotics (they'll change them when we get the full results from the biopsy), pain pills (which I had to get from the human pharmacy), and benedryl. I believe I only give him pain pills and allergy meds when he looks like he needs it, but LORDY that is more pills than I've ever taken at one time in my lifetime!
So Stryker got home and went to sleep. Dad and I went and got lunch for tomorrow, animal food, meds, and paint. I still have to get everything together to go to the house tomorrow (for painting of course) and everything else. Oh and I desperately want to go to sleep. I have got to get some rest sometime here!
Photos will be posted of painting and Jesse's deployment probably tomorrow. I'm going to bed.
I hope Stryker is ok!
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