Ok not really. I took him to Shively Animal Clinic this morning finally. The Humane Society sorta recommended them because they truly are the cheapest place in town. I got there around 10:30 a.m. and didn't get home until almost 2. They don't take appointments so I had to sit in the waiting room for all that time. I had my cell phone and Megan's Nook with me so that helped to keep me occupied. It's a good thing she had Twilight's Eclipse on there because I got through a lot of it. It's completely different from the movie and I wonder if I'm actually reading the right thing. While I was reading, Petey sat in my lap for over two hours. He was too afraid to get down on the floor. He sat and shook the entire visit. He shook so hard he was actually making me look like I was shaking too. I was afraid he was going to have a heart attack. Poor dog. I figure if something awful ever happens, Petey will be sitting in my lap instead of defending me. Such a baby!
So after all that fun and $83.50 later, Petey has what most likely is considered a skin allergy. Thank goodness it wasn't mange. I was afraid of that. He got a cortisone shot, cortisone pills, and anti-fungal in case it's something else, antibiotics, and an allergy pill. Wee. If this doesn't work it's quite possible it's an autoimmune deficiency. Praying it's not that. My girls (read Megan) have been through so damn much that I hate to think it will be anything that could possibly cause us to loose him early.
I'm figuring at this point that I need to just win the lottery. Unemployment hasn't kicked in yet and it's been a month already. The funds are rapidly decreasing. Petey's visit today was not what I needed but I also couldn't have that poor dog losing more fur and being miserable. So shit. August can't come soon enough. I just need to get through 3 months to survive. Unless I win the lottery. Or unless I find Prince Charming and he marries me like tomorrow.
I really hate writing about my money issues. I'm sure people are saying I shouldn't have gone on that trip to Florida. I wish I hadn't gone on that trip. I know I should have put that money aside for something else and I didn't. I'm thinking I'm just not the kind of person that should vacation. I just really wanted to give my girls something special that they see all their friends doing all the time. We've been so tight and frugal with things and I desperately wanted to let my sister's ashes go on a beach in Florida. My heart was in the right place. It really was. It's just that my damn pocketbook is rarely in the right place. Ugh.
This afternoon a friend is having a 50th birthday party for her husband. That will at least be a bright spot in my day. Well that and hearing that Petey is most likely going to be ok. Did you see that Kate? I put Bill right on the same level as Petey. Bill must be loved.
My Life in a Nut Shell
3 surgeries for Endometriosis, countless medications, and lots of difficult years trying to conceive. We put the medical stuff on hold and decided to work on being parents instead. In July of 2000 we were blessed beyond all measure with a phone call announcing the birth of our daughter, Megan. Megan's birth mother had given birth the day before and was leaving the hospital. We had no warning that Megan was coming. At 4:29 in the afternoon we were a couple, at 4:30 we were parents. Deciding that we wanted a sibling for Megan, we looked into all our options. This time insurance covered IVF. One round and we were blessed with triplets, Abigail, Brigid, and Caroline. Did you know that there is a 70% chance of divorce in families of Higher Order Multiples? Almost two years after the triplets were born my ex-husband and I separated and eventually divorced. During that time both my Mother and Father passed away from cancer. In February of 2007 my sister came to live with us to help out. In December of 2008 she had to leave so now it is me on my own with the girls. In February 2010, Lisa passed away and finally found her own Peace.