Yabbut... I never said I wasn't filing a complaint. Just clarifying what happened. It was still majorly uncalled for and I'll make sure it's logged.

Good.

I don't know how the word "pissed" is viewed over there, but here it's definitely swearing.
A doctor who swears at any patient, let alone a baby, is a cunt.

Glad not lasting harm was done, Choc.
And glad there was no infection.

Doctors can be dickheads just like any other person. When I was pregnant with Eva, the local doc put me on a medication for hypertension which in some cases can cause depression. This was for me, who had suffered from PND and had been on Zoloft - which was prescribed by the same clinic - and the problem wasn't picked up till the hospital realised and were horrified. Unfortunately, by the time it was picked up, I was already having great trouble with my emotional state so it took a while to get back to normal.

Rest assured, I've had words with the head doctor at the clinic about it, but in the end, they're not doing anything about it. That's fine. I now know to be very sure to do my own research on anything they ever prescribe again. Fortunately, as a family we don't do the whole prescription thing much at all, so it's mostly just me.

I'm glad Beans is ok. Teething can be a yuck time for everyone. I hope Eva has an easy time of it like the rest of mine did. :) I'll let you know how it's going in a couple of months. ;)

They'll try to give nursing moms meds that are not safe for breastmilk, too. Happened to me all the time.

My sore belly just got more and more sore over the past few days, until I was crying out every time I moved. So off to the Doctors today - only appointment I could get clashed with one my Dad had (different practice) so I had to get a taxi there.

Turns out it's actually a urinary infection, which has caused painful constipation. I was right not to use laxatives, but he prescribed me something "to keep things moving" and agreed I could take some painkillers ot get through the first few days. I also got antibiotics for the infection.

Still in pain, but not quite as sharp after necking some pills.

The real pain though, is that the Doctor prescribed me an over the counter item for my colon. Thanks Doc. That wasted approx £4 which on top of the taxi and other prescription charges made it an expensive day out. The pharmacist said nothing either. Witch.

Anyway, I got the bus home (it only runs in this direction) which was only £1.
So that at least was a consolation.

*hugs* Oh honey, that totally sucks. At least your getting treatment now. Those antibiotics should get to work fast.

Feel better soon chika.

Ouch, Sundae. But hopefully things'll start to improve from here on in! X


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Yeouch -- hope the pills kick in and kick out that infection! Cranberry juice is supposed to help with urinary infections, too.

That's one of the most miserable things ... feel better soon, Sundae!

Some imbecile is setting off fireworks in my neighborhood. This wouldn't be a problem but for the fact that one of my dogs, Pepper, suffers from acute sound-induced anxiety. He has prescription meds that we give him for the Fourth of July and New Year's Eve. I hate seeing him suffer and being helpless to comfort him. :(

Crappy couple of days. First, the pipe snaps on the water filter unit as I'm trying to change the once-a-year filter (as opposed to the every-three-months filter on the left.) About three gallons of water spray onto me and the garage floor, and I have to make an emergency trip to Home Depot for parts before the water can be turned back on. But wait, what's this? The water is still on in the house, somehow. We realize, now, that for the last year the filtration system has only been filtering the hot water, not the cold. So we've called the guy who installed it, to get it hooked into the correct damn pipe...

And then today, I back into a stupid pole in a parking lot, in the new car that I hadn't even called to get put on our insurance yet. It looks like they're going to cover it anyway, but it's the first car accident that's been my fault since I was in high school. I feel like an idiot.

Also, on Thursday I got the kids up and dressed and packed lunches and drove them to school... except it turns out I looked at the wrong calender, and school doesn't start again until Monday. I swear I'm losing my mind.

You have young kids. This is a well known side-effect. It wears off as your kids get older.

In the mean time, try to remember where you left it last.

2013 has not been good for me so far...
Lost my job Jan 2. Long story, but fired for something I didn't do.
Jan 3 my dogs eat a mouse poison block, got them to throw up within 15 min of eating it.. vet figures we are ok, but wont know for sure until Jan 10-13.
Today, Jan 7th my Loki dog needed out super fast, so I let him out without leash. Whats the little shit do, runs up the road. Out I go leash in hand, tromping out into the 2 feet of fresh snow we just got. I was standing in the middle of the road, leash in hand, with my hand up in a stop gesture. A car keeps going, and hits my dog, tossing him like a rag doll, and keeps driving. I scrambled to get to my dog, slipping on the road, the car almost hits me. AND STILL DOES NOT STOP! I got an older man, grey hair, black jacket, and a passanger, in a smaller black car. No plate # because of the snow.

Now, my dog seems ok, fine in fact. He might have some muscle pain and bruising tomorrow, but that might be it. ( here's another stresser... the mouse poison will cause bleeding, hemoraging is how it kills. Loki did not injest enough to kill him, but now I am worried that the bump with the car will be more dangerous) The vet said with no whimpering, no limping and no actual cuts/bruises, He is a very lucky dog. Thinks the snow made him not have any grip to stop the hit, he bounced off the car similar to how he bounces off his "sister" and landed in the soft snow. He got up right away. The vet figures we got very lucky, and even thinks the poison was not in his system long enough to even affect him. But that does not make me feel any better.

I made a mistake, I let him out, knowing full well he likes to run up the road and play in the snow. I watched him get hit. And now... I am in so much pain I can hardly breath. I can't look for a job in this much pain, I can file a police report, but they have very little to go on, and I am not sure I would be able to file medical EI or an ICBC claim without a driver. For that matter, I was not actually hit, just slipped and twisted my hip/back.
The first week of this new year has not been a very good start. I am sure we will bounce back, but right now I am going to go curl up on the couch with my dorky Loki dog, and cry myself to sleep. After a nap, hopefully I will have some idea what to do or what direction to take.

Crikey, Jaydaan, I hope you and Loki are OK.

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Terrible.

what a nightmare. get well soon.

Hoping things improve from here on out, Jaydaan. :(

How awful, Jaydaan. I hope your aches get better with some sleep and that you and Loki-dog come out of this ok.

Damn... and I thought my year sucked so far.
Thanks for the perspective.

(((hugs)))

Well you can be thankful you got all your bad shit for the year over with in the first week. Smoooth sailing for another 51 weeks. :yesnod:

That's awful, Jaydaan. I hope you and Loki have a speedy recovery and the jerk driving that car eats 50 blocks of mouse poison.












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I'm so sorry, Jaydaan. For what it's worth, I'd call the police anyway. Could be there have been multiple reports, or they already know the old coot with the little black car and they're just trying to find a witness who can get his license revoked.

Feel better soon.

Fatigue this cycle has knocked me down badly and never resolved, as it has during previous cycles. My daughter had to drive me back to my place today and I still didn't have enough energy to unpack. And today, out of the blue, I developed episcleritis. The last time I had it, it turned into scleritis and almost perf'd my globe. :worried: They may delay Thursday's chemo ... I'll find out tomorrow.

Back to work tomorrow. So much to do, and I can't even unpack my suitcase.

Oh crap, ortho. I feel for you. I just looked it up. I have Cogan's dystrophy so I can relate. Sometimes you just want to rip your eyeballs out.

Yikes.

Not that I... Doubt you, but do you think you will have to cross your heart, "hope to die", and the *shiver* rest of that stuff?! Cause, ew. And ouch.

I know it must be awful if I have to google your condition to know what it is! :eek: I know you will find the strength to keep on keeping on. You are worth it! :)

my vision.

Still not seeing the left properly?

Congratulations, you're now ready for US politics!


Seriously, I are srry about ur fovea.

lol Zen. You'll be accused of anti-american sentiment if you're not careful. lol

That was a good one though. hehe

monster, although I'm loling at Zen, I do feel compassionate about your situation. I just am not very good at finding the right words for what I want to say. It's needless for me to say that I hope things do improve. Honestly I do.

Carrot's hydro didn't go so well today. Poor lamb's all stiffened up and seems to have strained some of the muscles in his groin (similar to humans who have bad hips getting pain in the groin area) his gait is very uneven, almost double the stride length on his left side compared to his right. Usually after a few minutes on the treadmill he finds his rhythm and settles into it. This time we had to stop after 7 minutes.

I knew he wasn;t right. The last week and a half he's been intermittently exhibiting pain based behaviours (nipping and getting hyper) but difficult to isolate where it was coming from (back muscles? hipjoints?).

So we've to go his regular vets and discuss a possible short course of anti-inflammatories. The idea of which gives me a sinking feeling...seriously, already? He's only just turned one year old. Don't much like the idea of him being in pain though either, so hey ho. Needs must and all that.

I'm betting you need a perf'd globe like a hole in the eye.

Feel better. Do fake tears help, or something that shrinks the vessels?

Thanks, foot, V, Pete, and Nirvana. Intraocular and systemic steroids help. I'm on both of those now thanks to my onc, and because I'm getting three days' worth of steroids around my chemo. I have a referral to Ophthalmology but no appointment yet. The steroids have calmed things down but I'll be off them Sat morning (and my immune-boosting shot will kick in after a couple days) so we'll see what happens then. The really nasty thing about eyes is that when they're affected by autoimmune disorders, a bad outcome in one can cause a 'sympathetic' reaction in the other and you lose both. If things deteriorate badly on the weekend I'll just have to go to the ER.

The sympathetic eye thing does not, repeat NOT, happen with field cuts due to stroke. Not trying to add to your stress, Monster. I'm very sorry your vision is still a problem.

that is sweet to post on the right. sadly it doesn't quite work like that -I don't see the left of whatever I'm looking at. Unless I know to look for it. Unless you actually wrote

in which case the joke is on me ;)

I've ended a friendship today. That's upsetting to me because I never thought this friend would be such a fucking bitch to me.

Anyway, life goes on. Out with the dead weight. I guess now I have room for something or someone better.

oh that really sucks, sorry ali

Yeah a bit monster. Not nearly as much as your trials at the moment though. My issue seems very small in comparison.

Losing a friend isn't small. Sucks.

Oh, the poor little guy. So sorry.

Jimmy Savile I think the first 2 letters of his last name are not necessary :mad2:

here

Or missing proper spacing:

Jimmy's a vile ...

The scale of the man's offending is truly shocking.

Update on Carrotchops: spoke to his regular vet today. She's only down at the local surgery on Thursdays, so was gearing up to maybe have to take him to the other branch (an hour's drive) but as it happens, she's booked solid til next Friday at either branch and is then off to stateside for a conference.

So, we're starting his acupuncture when she returns atthe end of the month. In the meantime she's suggested he does go for a short course of anti-inflammatory painkillers and I've booked him in with one of the other vets tomorrow morning.

He's been really out of sorts today, poor little sod. Like a kid when they're sick, all restless with no attention span.

Poor pup! Hope he feels better soon.

I feel like everyone's getting hit hard this January. Sending wishes for peace and healing out to all those who need them.

Poor Carrot! I hope the anti-inflammatories help. Sorry this is happening.

Vile doesn't begin to describe it. If investigations were dropped or allegations ignored, there should be major consequences. Over such a long time period, there had to be people who knew and kept silent.

Too bad he can't be prosecuted posthumously and his estate confiscated to go toward restitution to his victims.

Very best wishes out to Carrot and his continuing therapies.

Poor little Carrot! None of my business the deal you had with his breeder but I would have never sold anyone a dog with problems or I would have taken one back. I don't know how prevalent this is in Beardies makes me sad if they are just being knowledgeable in their breeding.

Yeah, I guess I assumed it was a rescue dog.

Generally speaking hip dysplasia can't be diagnosed until the dog is over 6 months old. Often older than that. Most dogs aren't routinely hip scored until around a year old. Those with dysplasia often display few to no symptoms during the early stages, with many not showing definite signs of problems until the joint is very badly damaged. It is quite common that dogs will suddenly appear to develop mobility problems, limps or lameness around 18 months old. We got him early with a diagnosis at just under 9 months.

It is a problem with most medium and large breeds. His parents were both within accepted/expected ranges for the breed on hip and elbow scoring. But that is never a guarantee. The breeder did nothing wrong, and he was to all intents and purposes a healthy, normal pup when she sold him.

Now...I thought I spotted something in his movements when I went to meet him at 4 months old. But I pushed it aside, because that is way too young to be able to tell something like that. Neither the breeder (her first litter) nor her husband (breeder of longstanding), nor the vet that checked the litter, nor the breeder's mentor (a very experienced breeder) saw anything that worried them.

As he got older, my niggling worry started to crystalise into something more definite.

I know the breeder would have been willing to take Carrot back and find other arrangements for him had I wanted that, but really...it's Carrot. I'd already decided I wanted him when I went to see him at 4 months. I took him on with the thought at the back of my mind that there may be something going on with his legs or hips. I already knew I wanted him. And if I was right and I was spotting something then someone was going to have to help him through this stuff. Might as well be me.

I have informed the breeder though. Because she may want to look at partnering Ellie with a different stud in future. All depends really on if the rest of the litter are affected and to what degree. Carrot's dysplasia (as far as we can tell from xrays and physical examination) is at the lower end of the scale. Merlot hasn't shown the same clumsiness or sensitivity that Carrot has, and their vet doesn't think there's a need to go down the xray and testing route with him. I don't know about the rest of the litter.

Nobody has done anything wrong. or rather, we've probably all done some stuff wrong and some stuff right. HD is partly down to genetic predisposition and partly environmental impact during early development. If the pups played too rough when they were together as a litter, early injuries can be what kicks off the skewed development. Or, they may be introduced to daily stairs climbing too young. The balance between genetic and environmental is still unknown. It's possible he was always going to have this, or it's possible he is like this because of early environmental issues. It's also possible that he'd have been a lot worse by now had I not got him checked several months before most people think it is necessary.

*grins*

You must have missed the puppysearch saga this time last year. I flew to Guernsey to meet Carrot the first time. Then he and two of his sibs came over to the mainland with another beardie owner on a ferry and we had to drive down south to get him.

This time last year I could tell you every kc registered beardie with a litter due, where they were based in the UK, and when they were expected.

Dana
I thought you had gone to knowledgeable breeders. I hope they are being supportive and I hope Carrot has a fabulous life with you.

I have a breed prone to dysplaisia Australian Cattle Dogs. Would never breed one before 2 years old because of this. The two I have now were tested {GOOD}but never bred. Its nice to see breeders doing the right thing and sometimes genetics is a crap shoot.

Just realised I said I spotted it when I met him at four months.... Should have read four weeks! I got him for keeps at 8 weeks

Breaks my heart that Carrot (and you) are going thru this. My goodness, Wyn and Carrot are almost the same age and I can't imagine how Wyn would respond or how upset I'd be if one of his little legs or a hip gave out on him.

Yesterday Wyn and I went for a long hike in an open area north of town. I can let him off the leash there, and I just have to laugh watching him paddle through the snow as fast as his little short legs will let him go (which is damn fast, btw). He beat me to the top of a steep hill where we both watched the sunset before scrambling down again, Wyn still leading the way on his little legs.

I'm sending good thoughts across the pond for Carrot's speedy treatment and recovery. May you both soon be climbing up to wonderful places of your own!

It's a shame Carrot has a problem, but since he does, I'm glad he's got the worlds best mom to take care of him. :thumb:

An angel left this earth on Thursday.

My ex's lifelong best friend, and housemate, died in his sleep. He had been sick and he thought he maybe had food poisoning. My ex went home after taking his dad somewhere and found him.

I am devastated. I loved him very much. He was a true genuine spirit, one of a kind. He was an artist, owner of a family owned jewelry store that has been in this town since the 1830s. He made jewelry for everyone in town, I think. He also took up painting, and painted a replica of Starry Night just for me. It's absolutely beautiful.

I can't stop thinking about him, and all those millions of memories. Man we had some times, all of us. I cry and cry and it won't stop the hurt...and I know how much it is hurting others.

It doesn't make sense, as these things never do.

I am at the public library which is part of the building that houses the store, and used to house our old bar. We used to sneak into this building and take tours, flashlights in hand, when it was falling to ruins. I sit here and look around and think of him.

I will miss him forever.

I'm so sorry to hear this im. I was just thinking of someone who may be on his way out as well and how he really isn't replaceable. Some people mark us and others do not...

So sorry to hear this Infi. He will live on in your many memories, but that doesn't help the pain you are feeling right now.

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I'm so sorry for your loss, IM. Sending hugs.

Sorry for the loss of your dear friend, infi. Wishing you peace in your grief.