Sunday, April 24, 2005

Oh What a Weekend!

It’s been one of those weekends when you just wish you could have skipped it all. My son got really sick Friday. (Scared me to death!) Well, he was sick Thursday too, missed his first day of college in three years. He tried to go Friday, got almost there and got worse, but went on any way. He has to drive almost an hour and a half to get to his school. He ended up getting so sick that he came home early and went to the ER.

By the time I got there they were getting ready to do a spinal tap on him. They were afraid he had meningitis since there had been a couple of cases at his college. It turned out it wasn’t that, but they don’t really know what it was. It seems most of his original symptoms have gotten better, but now he is sick from the spinal. Any time he spends sitting up, leaves him with a pounding headache to the point that he gets sick to his stomach and even dizzy. Guess he will be missing classes again tomorrow. But as long as he gets better, we can deal with whatever else.

We also added a new member to our already crowded family this weekend. I found a little dog outside my fence. He is a little Chihuahua. So cute. So tiny. But so sick.

He has been starved until you can see his spine, his hipbones, even his ribs and chest bones. He doesn’t stand very well and he was covered with fleas. He’s not the kind of dog that would have been making it as a stray on the streets, so I know he had to have just gotten away from someone, and as far as I’m concerned, they never need to see him again. We got the fleas off of him, and he’s eating well and drinking water good. I’m sure in a few weeks he will be fine.

The other dogs--all but one of them came here as rescues too--have accepted him as just another of the many. (Smile) I really can’t take in another dog, but this one is so small, it can’t eat much. I wish we had a SPCA here, or I had a lot of local friends who were really great with animals and would take in the misfits I end up with.


chryscat said...

That dog knew where to go, didn't he? *smiling*
I have a fondness for adopting misfortunates myself. Our dog was going to be shot by the sheriff. Our female cat was about to be ate by a dog. And the male dog had nowhere to go.
Love my babies.

chryscat said...

VERY glad to hear you're son is better and out of the hospital.
I would rather be at death's door than my children be sick.