M.I.A.

This week took an unexpected turn.  Easter Sunday my sweet pup got sick.  And I mean SICK.  We took him to the emergency vet for supportive care, but didn't realize how much worse it would get.

Always follow your gut feelings -- I knew something was seriously wrong.

Monday morning I had him to our regular vet -- emergency surgery for a twisted stomach and spleen.  The vet is amazed he survived (thank God for her quick actions).  The next few days were miserable for him (and me).  No sleep for either of us, throwing up, bloody diarrhea ... me on clean-up duty -- oh the smell of a GI bleed.  22 pills per day for a dog that won't take food ... that was fun.  And one horribly suffering sweet pup.  (Cue massive heart-ache.)

He finally made a turn for the better yesterday.  Back to eating, drinking, standing, walking ... he even begged for food yesterday.  Pills joyfully taken with a bit of a treat.  Whew.  We dodged a bullet.

What's left in the wake is a totally exhausted dog and mama.

My house is a wreck.  It was due for a clean this week - nope.  Still working out rug stains that might never come clean.  Kids are moving out tomorrow so we started moving furniture, etc to the main level to make things easier for move day.  It's a MESS!!!  I'm a MESS.  The dog, the house and I all STINK to high heaven.  Sponge baths are just not cutting it.

No workouts or shower all week since I couldn't leave him for even a little bit of time (he was leaking from both ends and scared and so very sick).  I'm planning a workout today (and I finally showered yesterday lol).

All my planning for this week went out the window.  I did the basic chores and that was all.  Tomorrow is my son's actually birthday and I'm scrambling to get goodies made.  I've been glued to the house and glued to my pup -- and still home all day today.

I don't expect to post for a few days.  See you all on the other side of the crazy-train.  Next week will be spent resuming my NORMAL life (and prepping for 2 weeks in Italy).  Later gators.