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Wednesday was the most stressful day of my life and I hope I don't have anyother one like it any time soon! I was in the downstairs bathroom at 6am while the dogs ate their breakfast and played together. I heard a loud noise and thought “oh no, what did they get into?” So, I opened the bathroom door and yelled for them (still sitting on the toilet, mind you). Otis came right away, but Gus didn’t show up.
That worried me, so I got out of the bathroom as quickly as I could. I found Gus stuck to the curled foot of the plant stand by his collar. He had panicked and twisted around, causing the collar to become tighter and suffocate him. By the time I got his collar off, he wasn’t breathing at all.
I shook him and he didn’t wake up. I felt a heartbeat, but it was very slow, which isn’t right for a puppy. His eyes were rolled back in his head and I was so scared. I started yelling at him to wake up and, amazingly, didn’t hesitate at all before giving him mouth to mouth. He didn’t respond for what seemed like forever, but was probably only a minute.
After some time had passed and he hadn’t come around, I started yelling for my roommate Chrissy, who was upstairs sleeping, because I didn’t know what to do next. She didn’t respond, so I grabbed Gus, who pooped all over me (because he was limp and . . . dead, basically) and I ran up the stairs with him. I pounded on Chrissy’s bedroom door and yelled for her some more. As soon as she opened the door, I asked, in a panic, “is he breathing?!” By then, thankfully, he was.
So, the plant stand is at the office and Gus is no longer allowed to wear a collar in the house. I don’t know if I’ll ever make either of them wear collars again. That was very scary and I don’t ever want to go through something like that again.
In other news, regarding my own health, I saw an OB/GYN yesterday and he didn’t examine me, he just went over the pictures from an ultrasound I had done about three weeks ago. He showed me the lump in the left ovary and my polycystic right ovary. He said that ovaries are very dynamic and that things could change from month to month and that it’s possible the lump is nothing more than a blood clot. So, he wants me to go in for another ultrasound, which I’m going to do on the 18th. He also had me get my blood drawn for a test to rule out ovarian cancer.
I’m not worried about it at this point, not even in the slightest. Because there’s really no point in being worried. I could sit around and think about how I might die or I might have to have surgery or how I might never have kids, but it seems silly when nothing has been confirmed. So, at this point, I’m just waiting.
So, now that you've read all about my good news, what's going on with everyone else?
That worried me, so I got out of the bathroom as quickly as I could. I found Gus stuck to the curled foot of the plant stand by his collar. He had panicked and twisted around, causing the collar to become tighter and suffocate him. By the time I got his collar off, he wasn’t breathing at all.
I shook him and he didn’t wake up. I felt a heartbeat, but it was very slow, which isn’t right for a puppy. His eyes were rolled back in his head and I was so scared. I started yelling at him to wake up and, amazingly, didn’t hesitate at all before giving him mouth to mouth. He didn’t respond for what seemed like forever, but was probably only a minute.
After some time had passed and he hadn’t come around, I started yelling for my roommate Chrissy, who was upstairs sleeping, because I didn’t know what to do next. She didn’t respond, so I grabbed Gus, who pooped all over me (because he was limp and . . . dead, basically) and I ran up the stairs with him. I pounded on Chrissy’s bedroom door and yelled for her some more. As soon as she opened the door, I asked, in a panic, “is he breathing?!” By then, thankfully, he was.
So, the plant stand is at the office and Gus is no longer allowed to wear a collar in the house. I don’t know if I’ll ever make either of them wear collars again. That was very scary and I don’t ever want to go through something like that again.
In other news, regarding my own health, I saw an OB/GYN yesterday and he didn’t examine me, he just went over the pictures from an ultrasound I had done about three weeks ago. He showed me the lump in the left ovary and my polycystic right ovary. He said that ovaries are very dynamic and that things could change from month to month and that it’s possible the lump is nothing more than a blood clot. So, he wants me to go in for another ultrasound, which I’m going to do on the 18th. He also had me get my blood drawn for a test to rule out ovarian cancer.
I’m not worried about it at this point, not even in the slightest. Because there’s really no point in being worried. I could sit around and think about how I might die or I might have to have surgery or how I might never have kids, but it seems silly when nothing has been confirmed. So, at this point, I’m just waiting.
So, now that you've read all about my good news, what's going on with everyone else?