Sunday, May 4, 2008

DADDY, I DON'T FEEL SO GOOD.
Boy - a week ago on April 25th I really got sick. I didn't feel good at all. I had been taking the medicine for my anemia for a while and was feeling better. All of a sudden, I had a big relapse. Daddy Thom was in Florida selling the house there; so it all fell onto Daddy David. I had every confidence and knew he would get me through this frightening episode. Thom's the nurse, but David is smart too and he did everything correctly. Unfortunately it was not a lot of fun and there were a lot of road trips I did not enjoy; and I love to travel. I had to be taken to my Vet, Dr. Teer, in Machais and she recommended I be taken to Brewer to the emergency animal hospital right away for hydration IV's - I could eat a thing and I wasn't drinking nearly enough water. Daddy David packed up our bags and put my bed in the Escape for an overnight trip to the Bangor area. Wrong - the intelligent doctor in Brewer discovered I had a bleeding gastric ulcer and would probably would not survive the weekend without a blood transfusion. Nearest doggie donor was in Portland. So - we hit the road again. We arrived at an amazing animal emergency hospital staffed with wonderful, kind and knowledgeable people. They were so considerate and treated me so well. I had an immediate blood transfusion and started my new medications to heal my bleeding ulcer. But - the overnight jaunt turned into a week of hospitalization during which I had to have more IV's and be kept in an oxygen cage for a time. Daddy David stayed in the motel and worked on his web pages and came to visit me twice a day and kept Daddy Thom in Florida up to date. They worry about me so; I know they really love me. It's a good thing David remembered to take his "stress" pills along because I really scared and stressed him out. I am home now and recovering and happy knowing not only am I loved unconditionally, but I am also treasured. Even Aunt Cheri, Aunt Frani and Aunt JoAnne were worried for me. Mikey and his mom came to visit today; they were worried too and wanted to check up on my progress. I am a lucky Dalmatian.

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