Today was a discovery day. I had to wake up at 745am, in order to call the vet up in Woodland Park to see if they could get Baby in. Baby is my big dog, a mere puppy of 2 years old. She started off last week, about 2 weeks ago, having red spots and a few scabs in her ears. Over the weeks, it has progressed to spots all over her body and scabs all over her ears. Rubbing the ends of her ears and it feels like she has been chewed to death by gnats, there is so many scabs! And the top of her nose is now all covered, too! But she is not scratching, so that gives me some comfort, she isn't itchy. I had to call the vet because her ears have swollen up and I thought she might be getting an abscess in them.
So I got through to the vet, we set the appointment for 3pm. Our vet is in Woodland Park, which is about half and hour to 45 minutes away but my parents go to him and it is a great practice. This time I would be seeing the partner, Carol. Good thing. This vet specializes in English Bulldogs, at least David does, but they had seen Baby and did her spaying and hernia surgery back when we got her. So I was happy. Poor Baby, I think her ears are bothering her, kind of sore, as she occasionally shakes her head and just mopes around.
But first I had to go see my shrink. It was time for a medication review and he doesn't take insurance, so that is a big expense of $150 for the half hour, 20 minutes. He moved to a new building but is on the same floor, suite 1100. Funny. Anyway, since this was new I asked hubby to come with me and help me find him, so he did.
We went downtown and found one parking space almost in front of the new building, cheers! We went up to the 11th floor and shortly Dr Fouss came out and got me. He is always on time. Hubby comes in with me, to verify accuracy, voice concerns, listen to what is going on in my head. I like him there. I talked to Dr Fouss about him needing to talk to my mail order pharmacy so my night pschotropic pill would be sent to me, it was being held up until they talked to him. Come to find out, taking the Safris and Geodon together can cause heart problems so they wanted to find out which one of the two pills did I want to stay on. Well, the whole reason I began to take the Safris was I couldn't sleep on the Geodon only, so I chose Safris, but this is scary. I have been doing really well, been sleeping pretty much ok and I was middlin happy. You know, not super-duper happy and not tearing my clothes sad. Middlin happy.
So I have to wean off my Geodon by starting to only take one a day instead of two, for a week, then I have to take one every other day for a week. Then I am done with them. Scary. I am not thrilled. I also had to admit to Dr Fouss that suicide, how I would commit suicide, is a common thought for me. It just comes on me, in one side of my head, lingers for a few moment and then out the other. He said keep working on it with Steve, my therapist, and see him in 3 months, instead of 6 months.
Then I had to drive hubby to work and get him there just in time for a phone meeting. After I dropped him off, I went to Arby's for lunch for both of us and dropped off a sandwich back at the school for him. Then I went home and visited with my neighbor, Janice, and her dogs. We sat there, she was trimming one of her flowering bushes and I was giving her advice on what to cut next. I think we got it even.
I went home and played with the rats. Then I cleaned their cage early and put down the wire tower of the cage so the dogs could smell them. The rats, Zeke and Dylan, were just as interested in the dogs. Noses were twitching. I sat at the craft table with the door to the cage open so to encourage Zeke and Dylan to come out and explore the table. There is stuff all over the table, and I had cookies. But before they would come out it was time for me to take Baby to the vet.
Baby gets carsick so I made sure not to feed the dogs this morning. So when we drove up, she didn't get sick! We got there with plenty of time, in fact we were early so Baby and I sat outside in the grass and waited. When it was our turn, we went inside.
Carol saw Baby and felt all the spots on her, telling me that she thinks either it is allergies or possibly and auto-immune disease. Let's deal with the allergies first. Nothing new has been introduced into her environment except the rats and she started this before the rats came. Carol did a scraping of the scabs and checked under the microscope but didn't find evidence of mites or mange. So she gave me an antibiotic, told me to give Baby 50mg of Benedryl twice a day and call Monday ro Tuesday if she is not getting better. Or is she starts scratching. I hadn't noticed but Baby has these little patches of scabs all over her body. I feel so bad!
When we were done, I drove to pick up hubby and switch the car. I picked him up and drove home. He got really tense when I was driving and kept telling me what to do so I told him, thank you, but I was driving. He clammed up and told me he only had so much time on his break. I tried to stay in a good mood and drove us home. When we got home, we had a letter from the IRS with the amount that we owe. That put him a bad mood. He went downstairs to contemplate life.
He came up to go back to work and said something to me, like he was frustrated or can't take this anymore. I told him to not take it out on me. He said he wasn't taking it out on me and left. I tried to call him on his phone after a couple of minutes to tell him that I didn't say that right but he never answered. Apparently he was trying to open up to me, somehow, and I screwed it up. He thinks I'm selfish and make everything about me. Oh boy.
He came home from work about 930pm and I made the mac n cheese and he made the steaks. We talked a little and then he went into his office and went to my craft room. Now we are headed upstairs.
Tomorrow is my first session at the Cheyenne Mountain Zoo holding our joey, our baby wallaby. And the lizards. Yeah! But I do get to sleep in since that is not until the afternoon.
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