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Yesterday I went to the animal shelter to take pictures of the dogs to put on the Humane Society’s website. When I walked in, I immediately noticed the saddest and most pathetic looking Doberman Pinscher I’d ever seen. She was skin and bones, and had horrible sores all over her body, and her feet were terribly swollen. To make her even more heart-wrenching to look at - she was missing an eye. I took her outside, but it was a very slow walk. She moved like she was stepping on eggshells - her poor swollen feet and legs were obviously quite painful. Despite the fact that she was starving and probably in pain, when I squatted down to talk to her, she buried her head in the crook of my arm, and her little nub of a tail wagged & wagged. That was it…. She had me hook, line and sinker. I named her Ramona. I got permission to take Ramona to the vet that very day. Everyone in the vet’s office fell in love with her too. How could you not? Here was a dog that had every right to be mean and grumpy, yet she remained happy and seemed to love everyone she met. The vet took some samples from her wounds and after looking at them under the microscope, gave me the bad news. Ramona has Blastomycosis. Blastomycosis is a disease caused by a fungus in the soil (and is very prevalent around here). The animal breathes in the spores of the fungus and then all kinds of problems begin… sores, swollen joints, swollen lymph nodes, breathing problems, sometimes blindness, and if it spreads to the nervous system - seizures. It can be deadly and difficult to treat - but, the vet said, it was treatable. Despite what the vet said, I was sad when I left his office. Just a few weeks ago another dog in the shelter came down with Blastomycosis, and everyone involved decided to euthanize him because the disease can be so horrible. The problem with it is that it takes at least 3 months to treat, and then there is no guarantee that it won’t come back again. I wasn’t sure if the Humane Society would want to try to save Ramona, or would they think it was a lost cause and recommend that she be euthanized. In just the few short hours I was with her, I was already crazy about her. I called the president of our Humane Society, and when I told her the diagnosis, she told me to take Ramona back to the shelter and tell the staff to euthanize her. It was no surprise when I started to cry when she told me this, but I did what I was told. After all, it was probably for the best. We have a hard enough time finding healthy dogs homes, I doubted anyone would want to take on a sickly dog that would need months of veterinary care. When I got home, Carl told me that the Humane Society president had been calling and calling… I called her back and she told me that after she got off the phone with me earlier, she called the Doberman Rescue in Chicago, and even though she couldn’t believe it, they agreed to take Ramona and pay for her treatment! I couldn’t hang up fast enough… I had to call the shelter immediately and tell them not to put Ramona down! Luckily, they hadn’t done it yet! The Illinois Doberman Rescue can’t take Ramona until Sunday, so of course, she’s staying with me until then. I stopped by the vet today and picked up enough medication to last until Sunday, and then I went and bought her a pretty sparkly pink collar. When she was picked up and brought to the shelter, she had an ugly old brown collar, that was too big for her poor skinny neck. This sweet girl deserves a pretty collar! I’m a bit worried about Ramona. She seems even weaker today. She had not been eating at the shelter, but I discovered that was because her mouth is very sore and she couldn’t chew the hard dry food that they feed at the shelter. I bought her some soft, canned food, and she gobbled it right up. But then she laid down and fell fast asleep. Please keep sweet Ramona in your Thanksgiving prayers. I read on the internet that only 65% of dogs that are diagnosed with Blastomycosis survive. Lets hope that Ramona is one of that 65%! Even though she’s not out of the woods and has a long road ahead with treatment, I am so very thankful this Thanksgiving for the Humane Society and the Doberman Rescue group - without them, Ramona wouldn’t be here today!Day 5 - The beast.
New Beginnings 01.05.11 So this is my parents overweight, spoiled, and psychotic dog. You can't tell from the angle of this photo (it's actually really slimming) but he's a massive 45lbs. Oh sure, the photo makes him look all cute and cuddly, but he is one crazy dog. My parents can't leave him in the house alone...unless they feed him half a hamburger because they feel bad. He has little rain booties because he doesn't like getting his little toes wet. He's a medium sized dog with an extra extra large doggie bed. I WILL become the ultimate dog whisperer and he WILL obey me! No more begging for food, or jumping on the couch, or destroying the toilet paper and misplaced sock. I will win. I'm kind of just documenting my life right now. The creative photos will come, but for right now, I don't have the time, it's enough just to take a quick picture and post a blog every day, so bear with me and hopefully my blogs will be humorous enough that it won't matter so much in the end =) Here's another blog from the MIA period. 11/29/10 I wasn't sure how to go about doing my blogs for the next month. There's not much to write about when I can't explain why I'm sick. So I made the decision to start back up again in January, though I will continue to write my blogs whenever I have a spare moment. It started the weekend of my Trash the Dress session with Amy and Shawn. The nausea. I was 6 weeks pregnant. It hit me like a tidal wave. I couldn't focus and I felt like I was on a very small boat in the middle of a storm. The last two pregnancies were so mild compared to this time around. Eating small snacks throughout the day didn't help, not eating didn't help either. A lot of the days, all I could think about was not throwing up, then the days when I felt a little normal I started worrying that there might be something wrong. My last miscarriage happened when I noticed that all my pregnancy symptoms went away. Alas, this baby is very healthy as far as I can tell. It still looks like a blob on the ultrasound, but Jason and I got to actually hear the heartbeat. A strong 147bpm. I'm a high risk pregnancy so they keep tabs on me every 10 days. I also have to take progesterone twice a day along with a low dose aspirin to thin the blood and the prenatal vitamins. I really think that combination is making me more nauseated. It's a blessing and a curse. I have missed a lot of work hours because of it. I spent more time during Thanksgiving break doubled over the toilet than actually enjoying the holiday. I used to be a lover of food, now I can't stand thinking about eating, but I force myself to because throwing up when your stomach is empty hurts more than anything. I have narrowed my food choices to whatever will be the least distasteful when it comes back up. I have missed work again today and I feel so miserable because I have a lot I need to accomplish, but I couldn't move this morning without getting sick. There's also so much around the house that needs to get done. Jason brought the truck down from Indy with all my parents belongings and they need to be cleaned/washed/put away. The guest bathroom and the two bedrooms are still far from being finished. I'm getting client requests also throughout all this and everything is just really stressing me out. Jason and I haven't told our parents yet and only told our bosses and closest friends. So everyone thinks I have this really weird cold or disease and are hoping that I'm not contagious. I am just 100% tired. I feel wretched and I have thought about just quitting work and photography all together and just laying in bed. I know it'll get better soon in the second trimester. I am desperately hoping that it does. You don't appreciate good health until you're sick every day for weeks and weeks. It's not only physically exhausting but emotionally draining too.
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