the last two days and nights have been rough.
Punkin wakes up crying about every half-hour from bedtime to midnight. typically, he is sitting up, but it is not apparent he is awake. if he is lying down, he rolls all over his big boy bed, which is a full or double depending on your terminology (which provides ample room for a two-year-old to roll around). sometimes he says “Owweee, owweee”, but cannot identify what is hurting him. sunday night i resorted to Tylenol. last night, we made it through without drugs. is it growing pains? he has complained about his teeth, and is drooling excessively, but i’m pretty sure he has all his baby teeth. separation anxiety? every morning he asks for his Daddy. we called el Jefe’ this morning. i’m not sure what else to do.
Abby had $150 of blood work on Saturday. she has a pretty severe liver disorder. her vet left a message yesterday, and he called back this morning and we actually spoke (which is better service than i get from most of my doctors, sad to say). she’s still on medication, and we’ll take her back this Saturday for more blood work. her diarrhea is under control.
lest you think we’ve turned the corner, the younger dog, Jenny, left me three diarrhea stains in the master bedroom closet this morning, and one on the shower rug. fortunately the shower rug went in the wash and the stain came out. i put in nearly two hours of shit stain removal this morning. i had suggested the realtor do her “realtor open house” thingy today (ha ha ha, foolish me!), so i was determined to get the stains out. they are better, but now both dogs are outside all day, and will sleep in their kennels in the garage at night.
i lamented to el Jefe’, but even if he was home, i still would be doing shit stain removal. i don’t want him to feel bad. i just want someone to sympathize with my exhaustion and shitty (literally!) chores.
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