It has been a rough couple of weeks for black dog and I. Our worlds have been turned upside down, but they are FINALLY getting back to normal.
First, the woman was gone for almost a whole week. She had to go to someplace called Syracuse for work. First, she had to leave Monday, a day early, because of the weather, then the conference was cut short because of the big snowstorm we were getting. Then, she got stuck on I-81 in PA near Wilkes-Barre on Thursday for over 7 hours! Thankfully, they were able to get off the highway and get back to Wilkes-Barre to get a hotel room for the night and leave early to get home. But, they got stuck in traffic again, and she didn't get home until 9 at night on Friday!
Then, the man left for Florida for a week the day after the woman got back from Syracuse. While I didn't really miss the woman, I really missed the man. I sat around and cried all day on Sunday, Monday and Tuesday.
Tuesday night things really started to go downhill. The woman got home from work, and really wasn't feeling well. She was laying on the floor in the bathroom, and black dog kept trying to get in there to be next to her, but I knew something was wrong, and didn't want him to get near her. I sat in front of the bathroom door and attacked him everytime he tried to get in the bathroom. Finally, the scary man and woman that live next door came and picked her up to take her to the hospital. She didn't come home all night, and black dog and I were very scared. In the morning, the man's father came and picked us up and took us to the kennel.
The man's father said that the woman had to have emergency surgery Tuesday night, and that she wouldn't be home for a while. Since the man was out of town, we had to go to the kennel so people could take care of us. The man's father said that the woman had something called an "ectopic pregnancy" which had ruptured. She had to have over 2 liters of blood taken out of her abdomen. There was so much blood in there that it was pressing on her diaphragm and making it impossible for her to breathe. She had to get two blood transfusions in the process. The doctors told them that if she had not gone to the hospital, that she would have died from the internal bleeding. Thank god I was there to protect her from the black dog when she was sick at home.
First, the woman was gone for almost a whole week. She had to go to someplace called Syracuse for work. First, she had to leave Monday, a day early, because of the weather, then the conference was cut short because of the big snowstorm we were getting. Then, she got stuck on I-81 in PA near Wilkes-Barre on Thursday for over 7 hours! Thankfully, they were able to get off the highway and get back to Wilkes-Barre to get a hotel room for the night and leave early to get home. But, they got stuck in traffic again, and she didn't get home until 9 at night on Friday!
Then, the man left for Florida for a week the day after the woman got back from Syracuse. While I didn't really miss the woman, I really missed the man. I sat around and cried all day on Sunday, Monday and Tuesday.
Tuesday night things really started to go downhill. The woman got home from work, and really wasn't feeling well. She was laying on the floor in the bathroom, and black dog kept trying to get in there to be next to her, but I knew something was wrong, and didn't want him to get near her. I sat in front of the bathroom door and attacked him everytime he tried to get in the bathroom. Finally, the scary man and woman that live next door came and picked her up to take her to the hospital. She didn't come home all night, and black dog and I were very scared. In the morning, the man's father came and picked us up and took us to the kennel.
The man's father said that the woman had to have emergency surgery Tuesday night, and that she wouldn't be home for a while. Since the man was out of town, we had to go to the kennel so people could take care of us. The man's father said that the woman had something called an "ectopic pregnancy" which had ruptured. She had to have over 2 liters of blood taken out of her abdomen. There was so much blood in there that it was pressing on her diaphragm and making it impossible for her to breathe. She had to get two blood transfusions in the process. The doctors told them that if she had not gone to the hospital, that she would have died from the internal bleeding. Thank god I was there to protect her from the black dog when she was sick at home.
Here is a picture of the woman taken a week after her surgery:
On Saturday, the man's father came back to the kennel and picked black dog and I up and took us home. The woman came home with her parents, and the man FINALLY came home that night as well. I thought things were going to be normal then, but I found out that the woman wasn't allowed to go back to work for a week. So, I wasn't allowed to pick on Ruger last week like I normally do when the man and woman are not home.
The woman finally went back to work yesterday, and things are right in the world again! Thank goodness!
Happy right now,
Princess Casey
