Yesterday was the day where I was in a complicated situation when this happens in daily life. Having car troubles after having that terrible rain that caused the roads, including my driveway to have a small swimming pool of water, and leading to the water to hurt the car and could not go to my classes yesterday and I began to catch a cold in the early afternoon but it did not get too bad before I went to take Jed to the vet at two thirty for his final checkup. By final I mean asking for x rays to see if the medication made any progress, but what I got from the vet was nothing good. I remember asking her is there any progress or hope for him she said no for the mass that is in him is only going to get worse. I had to have a moment alone to talk to my mom and told her everything she needed to know. Then she asked me to go and get information about euthanasia which made me want to break down a little in the room but I stuck to it and another vet gave me almost everything to know: How is it done, the cost, cremation (Me and my family were coming to a conclusion that cremation was the best way to go because of the snow and it being hard to dig in the backyard). The vets did give me some more medication for him to not feel much pain, so there is more antibiotics and now there is prednizone, I think that is how it is spelled, to help him feel a little less pain before we decide when the proper time is to euthanize him. After I came home that is when my cold got worse that I had to wear a mask surgeons use during any type of surgery. But the only thing that made me think about the past few hours is how long he is going to last and when my mom and I are ready to say enough. I do remember when my mom asked me what I wanted for my birthday since it is on February 25th. I did tell her something, but less than a week later I texted her before I was off to my class and said that it will have to wait for I can be patient. I was to let her know if there was anything else but I said yes but have not come to a conclusion yet. I think the only birthday wish I want is for Jed to be here on my birthday. I understand the longer we wait the worse he is going to get but him passing away before or on my birthday is going to be hard. Then I realize how hard it would be no matter what. I have had him for a long time. Perhaps too long to not want to let go of a friend. Jed is my best friend. He has been my best friend the moment I went to meet him for the first time. I think saying yes to my mom’s question if he was the one we wanted was one of the best decisions I had ever made. I understand that if he goes my childhood would officially end for I was not yet a teenager when we got him. He is a ball of fun, always lively and sometimes a rebel when it comes to being ordered around. But if anyone asked me about him I would just say that he was a dog that just loved being loved. I am just happy that he was not one of them dogs who did not get so lucky for he made an impact on the lives of my family. To be honest I think Jed is a one of a kind.
Friday, February 21, 2014
Birthday Wish
Yesterday was the day where I was in a complicated situation when this happens in daily life. Having car troubles after having that terrible rain that caused the roads, including my driveway to have a small swimming pool of water, and leading to the water to hurt the car and could not go to my classes yesterday and I began to catch a cold in the early afternoon but it did not get too bad before I went to take Jed to the vet at two thirty for his final checkup. By final I mean asking for x rays to see if the medication made any progress, but what I got from the vet was nothing good. I remember asking her is there any progress or hope for him she said no for the mass that is in him is only going to get worse. I had to have a moment alone to talk to my mom and told her everything she needed to know. Then she asked me to go and get information about euthanasia which made me want to break down a little in the room but I stuck to it and another vet gave me almost everything to know: How is it done, the cost, cremation (Me and my family were coming to a conclusion that cremation was the best way to go because of the snow and it being hard to dig in the backyard). The vets did give me some more medication for him to not feel much pain, so there is more antibiotics and now there is prednizone, I think that is how it is spelled, to help him feel a little less pain before we decide when the proper time is to euthanize him. After I came home that is when my cold got worse that I had to wear a mask surgeons use during any type of surgery. But the only thing that made me think about the past few hours is how long he is going to last and when my mom and I are ready to say enough. I do remember when my mom asked me what I wanted for my birthday since it is on February 25th. I did tell her something, but less than a week later I texted her before I was off to my class and said that it will have to wait for I can be patient. I was to let her know if there was anything else but I said yes but have not come to a conclusion yet. I think the only birthday wish I want is for Jed to be here on my birthday. I understand the longer we wait the worse he is going to get but him passing away before or on my birthday is going to be hard. Then I realize how hard it would be no matter what. I have had him for a long time. Perhaps too long to not want to let go of a friend. Jed is my best friend. He has been my best friend the moment I went to meet him for the first time. I think saying yes to my mom’s question if he was the one we wanted was one of the best decisions I had ever made. I understand that if he goes my childhood would officially end for I was not yet a teenager when we got him. He is a ball of fun, always lively and sometimes a rebel when it comes to being ordered around. But if anyone asked me about him I would just say that he was a dog that just loved being loved. I am just happy that he was not one of them dogs who did not get so lucky for he made an impact on the lives of my family. To be honest I think Jed is a one of a kind.
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Struggle
So far this week has been a struggle. Since Tuesday at one in the morning I heard my dog make this sound as if he has the terrible coughing when people have a strep throat. It was a sound that can be heard from the other side of the house for it is only a one story place when I thought it was a dream for I was barely awake at that time. It did not get serious until I got off work at ten that Tuesday when I went into work at six in the morning, arrived in the house to hear him coughing loud while my mom was weary. She told me I was to deal with him that night for she had been up since one o' clock, maybe even more becasue of the two back surgeries she's had in less than a year that are still keeping her uncomfortable and awake during nights.
After arriving home from school I took him in so my mom could get sleep for she was really, and I mean really exhausted becasue she told me she was so tired she could not even think straight. His, I do not know if I should say couphings for they sounded as if something was stuck in his throat and can't for the life of him get it out was almost constant unless he lays down and not walking around a whole lot. I did not know what to do other than keeping an eye on him and let him outside. I did that before bed. He would sleep in my room for the night and decided to sleep on the floor next to his little bed so I can stay alert. But as I layed my blankets on the floor and about to grab my pillows, I see he wanted to sleep on my blankets instead. After laying down my pillows he decided to take my spot where I am to sleep by laying on my pillows when I was telling him, "Oh no, your bed is over there." He did lay in his bed but as I got comfortable under my blankets he got out of his bed and walked right up to me where his shoulder full of fur was in my face. But his coupghings were getting pretty bad to where he was not comfortable where he layed. He crawled back in his bed and slept though there was still coupghings in the middle of the night.
I let him out at six in the morning yesterday but I had to admit he was not doing so much coughing as he did the day before. My mom and I thought he was getting better when there was no chance yesterday of taking him to the vet for there was employee training for them. But I swear just hearing them make those coughs made my throat want to hurt, especially if it's constant. The coughings remained and I tried to do what I did the day before by keeping an eye on him, but this time I had to be up by four this morning. With schoolwork and him, I did not go to bed until eleven last night and when I did my alarm went off at four, but after hitting the snooze he awakens and did not stop coupghing. I let him outside after I could not handle the couphing anymore and when I wanted to lay back down, he refused and so I was up from then on to be ready for work. Once I cam home nothing had changed, luckily there is an appointment scheduled to see a vet tonight and I am really hoping it is not nothing serious. I have my fingers crossed becasue these past two days have been really stressful all three of us.
After arriving home from school I took him in so my mom could get sleep for she was really, and I mean really exhausted becasue she told me she was so tired she could not even think straight. His, I do not know if I should say couphings for they sounded as if something was stuck in his throat and can't for the life of him get it out was almost constant unless he lays down and not walking around a whole lot. I did not know what to do other than keeping an eye on him and let him outside. I did that before bed. He would sleep in my room for the night and decided to sleep on the floor next to his little bed so I can stay alert. But as I layed my blankets on the floor and about to grab my pillows, I see he wanted to sleep on my blankets instead. After laying down my pillows he decided to take my spot where I am to sleep by laying on my pillows when I was telling him, "Oh no, your bed is over there." He did lay in his bed but as I got comfortable under my blankets he got out of his bed and walked right up to me where his shoulder full of fur was in my face. But his coupghings were getting pretty bad to where he was not comfortable where he layed. He crawled back in his bed and slept though there was still coupghings in the middle of the night.
I let him out at six in the morning yesterday but I had to admit he was not doing so much coughing as he did the day before. My mom and I thought he was getting better when there was no chance yesterday of taking him to the vet for there was employee training for them. But I swear just hearing them make those coughs made my throat want to hurt, especially if it's constant. The coughings remained and I tried to do what I did the day before by keeping an eye on him, but this time I had to be up by four this morning. With schoolwork and him, I did not go to bed until eleven last night and when I did my alarm went off at four, but after hitting the snooze he awakens and did not stop coupghing. I let him outside after I could not handle the couphing anymore and when I wanted to lay back down, he refused and so I was up from then on to be ready for work. Once I cam home nothing had changed, luckily there is an appointment scheduled to see a vet tonight and I am really hoping it is not nothing serious. I have my fingers crossed becasue these past two days have been really stressful all three of us.
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Storytelling
I do not know why but I have such a fascination with stories, especially if it is fiction for as long as I can remember, or longer than I can remember. Since I was a kid I may have not known it myself but I would usually daydream in school about being somewhere else or in a fantasy world. At home I was usually alone and my stuffed animals would be my characters from a story or stories in my head. But I never thought of it as maybe an idea to writing it down on paper rather than just being in my thoughts until I was in high school.
In high school, it came when I had freshman English and one of the stories the class read was The Scarlet Ibis. It was the short story I got really interested in and perhaps the best short story I have read so far. It was one of those bittersweet plots that really took an affect on me that I really don ot remember any more of the short stories. But a novel read in the same class was The Island of Dr. Moreau, now that novel I understood the idea of where the plot was leading to. I understood the antagonists to think that if there is no law…then what? They were animals created by Moreau and if they are still animals, then why must they not stand on all fours. And the interesting situation is where all the animals created are following orders. Not because they respect the doctor, but because of not wanting to deal with pain. One, that will soon be an antagonist, will fight back and be an animal for that is life and law. That story did intrigue me though I am not a reader who would be in the world of vivisection.
Other stories I read in high school that would make a big impact on me is, of course, The Great Gatsby. Just the world of the Jazz Age really gave me that spark, and Nick really getting to know who he is and realize he is not someone who wants fame and fortune. All he wanted was the love of his life. Also Of Mice and Men, I remember being finished with that book before each chapter would be discussed in class. I just could not put it down for I wanted to know what would happen to Lennie after he accidently killed Curley’s wife. I felt sympathy for him, for he was always vulnerable to everyone around him. Another bittersweet story like The Scarlet Ibis but it was meant to be for it seemed like an easy death rather than to be in the hands of Curley. The Things They Carried was a collection of stories I remembered reading and it was neat to have a college class that had the book in an American fiction class. I got to know more than what I learned in high school. Last novel I can recall is The Secret Life of Bees, I do like the story for it had a good plot.
It really was not just those stories I read in high school for there were a few that I read in college that gave me a liking to them. One I could not put down like I did with Of Mice and Men is The Remains Of The Day, now that story became one of my favorites. Up there as favorites is Judith Guest's Ordinary People. The story makes me want to realize that life is worth living in spite of horrible things, for it is a part of life.
There are a couple stories I am working on now but it is taking a lot of time to put the pieces together. The only flaw that is holding me back, is how I write. My writing use to not make sense throughout my twelve years of school. Yet this is a reason why I am in college, to get better . And I will keep going for stories are worth telling.
In high school, it came when I had freshman English and one of the stories the class read was The Scarlet Ibis. It was the short story I got really interested in and perhaps the best short story I have read so far. It was one of those bittersweet plots that really took an affect on me that I really don ot remember any more of the short stories. But a novel read in the same class was The Island of Dr. Moreau, now that novel I understood the idea of where the plot was leading to. I understood the antagonists to think that if there is no law…then what? They were animals created by Moreau and if they are still animals, then why must they not stand on all fours. And the interesting situation is where all the animals created are following orders. Not because they respect the doctor, but because of not wanting to deal with pain. One, that will soon be an antagonist, will fight back and be an animal for that is life and law. That story did intrigue me though I am not a reader who would be in the world of vivisection.
Other stories I read in high school that would make a big impact on me is, of course, The Great Gatsby. Just the world of the Jazz Age really gave me that spark, and Nick really getting to know who he is and realize he is not someone who wants fame and fortune. All he wanted was the love of his life. Also Of Mice and Men, I remember being finished with that book before each chapter would be discussed in class. I just could not put it down for I wanted to know what would happen to Lennie after he accidently killed Curley’s wife. I felt sympathy for him, for he was always vulnerable to everyone around him. Another bittersweet story like The Scarlet Ibis but it was meant to be for it seemed like an easy death rather than to be in the hands of Curley. The Things They Carried was a collection of stories I remembered reading and it was neat to have a college class that had the book in an American fiction class. I got to know more than what I learned in high school. Last novel I can recall is The Secret Life of Bees, I do like the story for it had a good plot.
It really was not just those stories I read in high school for there were a few that I read in college that gave me a liking to them. One I could not put down like I did with Of Mice and Men is The Remains Of The Day, now that story became one of my favorites. Up there as favorites is Judith Guest's Ordinary People. The story makes me want to realize that life is worth living in spite of horrible things, for it is a part of life.
There are a couple stories I am working on now but it is taking a lot of time to put the pieces together. The only flaw that is holding me back, is how I write. My writing use to not make sense throughout my twelve years of school. Yet this is a reason why I am in college, to get better . And I will keep going for stories are worth telling.
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