It's unusual…

..what started out as an IVF journey and ended up being about life

Happy Tail? Not so much September 21, 2012

Filed under: Pets — gertyrae @ 11:57 pm
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Why is this blog named “It’s Unusual”? Because these things only happen in my world.

Stormy (aka The Storm-meister) was diagnosed with “Happy Tail” a few weeks ago. What is happy tail you ask? Well, let me ‘splain:

Happy Tail is directly related to having the most ridiculously ecstatic dog known to mankind. A dog that has no enemies, will never guard our house and just wants to love and/or be loved by someone. A dog whose tail never stops wagging and wagging very enthusiastically. As a direct result of this enthusiastic wagging, said tail will eventually whack into something that will cut it open. Once cut, there is no way possible for it to heal. Why? Because it whips around so furiously that it is either going to slam into a wall or piece of furniture, or whip onto it’s own back so rapidly that it opens right up again. I cannot tell you how many times this dog would come out her crate clean and within seconds had covered her own body in stripes of blood. Our house looked like a set from “Dexter”.

So, off to the vet we went. And there we were educated on Happy Tail. Three vets:One diagnosis. The only solution? Remove most of the tail. Which is what we had to do. It was a terrible decision to have to make and it broke my heart. But, we had no other options. I had tried every possible method of protecting her tail and nothing, I mean nothing worked. So, on September 13 she had the surgery. And I was a mess. And she survived just fine. And she is totally none the worse for it.
The healing process has been a bit interesting. Oh, and stressful. Because I could find no information on how long it will take and what is involved. We are learning by trial. Wrapping the tail has been an adventure. First it was just a bandage, but she kept hitting it so hard that it would bleed. Then we had a bit of a vulgar bandage with a padded end (get the visual?). Now, we have an open ended syringe taped onto her tail like a reverse e-collar. Sedatives are our friend (for her, not us) and she has quite the resistance, but at least it calms her a little. We are 8 days into the process and she’s doing well. We should have another 7-10 days before she is considered “all better”.
Has any of this affected her personality in any way? Of course not!!! She still loves everyone (including the vet), still wants to kiss everyone up and still wags her tail ferociously. She’s more interested in controlling the toy and shoe population in this house than anything else.

And I wouldn’t trade her for the world.

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Blessings and Tragedies September 3, 2012

Filed under: Life,Parenting — gertyrae @ 4:02 pm
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Since I do have a little free time – I wanted to take the opportunity to just post about the good in my life.

For a multitude of reasons.

One – because sometimes I think we forget how good we have it and get stuck in the muck of daily life.

Two – because maybe it can help someone else in some fashion or other, such as raising awareness, raising money or just making someone else see outside the muck of their daily life.

Three – because no matter what else happens, none of us should forget how truly blessed we are. Especially when our true dreams and hopes come true

Four – because I never want to lose empathy for those who struggle in any way, shape or form. To forget that might be to lose my own humanity.

On that front, I need to express my thoughts and prayers for some people who are close to me.

One is a friend from my book club. Her daughter was born on May 16 and was quickly diagnosed with a failure to thrive. Further testing has shown that she has Niemann-Pick Disease which has a terrible prognosis. They are now down in North Carolina at Duke in the hopes that they can do a stem cell transplant. They will have to undergo a multitude of tests just to make sure their little girl is eligible and all this at only a little over 3 months old. I have no idea how my friend has found the strength to laugh and live and be there for her other two children. I don’t know how she handles loving this baby knowing how bad her prognosis is. I can only pray that they are able to help their baby and that, by some miracle of God, the stem cell transplant is a viable option for their daughter and it works.

Then there are two of my friends that I met while going through all the infertility treatments, both of which are having medical issues with their Moms. Having lost my own Mother, I want to cry for them because I understand all the fears and anxieties that go along with our parents getting ill. While it’s normal to outlive your parents, it’s also terrible to watch them get sick and feel as though there is nothing you can do. Old age is a terrible thing. And as we get older so do our parents, I was in a very difficult place losing my mother when she was so young. But I realize that no matter how old you or your parent is, it never gets easy. It is so hard to watch them go to doctors, specialists, etc. and not get any great answers. It is so hard watching the person who has always been strong for you get weak and/or sick. And it is hardest of all to think that the possibility of the person you always went to for advice and help may not be there. So, I pray for both my friends’ mothers – that they are only suffering minor setbacks and make a full recovery so that my girls can have their Mums around for a long, long while.

And lastly, but certainly not leastly, probably the saddest of all. The woman who took all of Colin’s newborn photos, as a kindness and donation to us because she felt so badly that we had lost our son Rogan, is Summer Lyn. And she is an amazing photographer as evidenced by her photos of Colin and many more that you can see on her website http://www.summerlynphotography.com . I have followed her through the years because I think her work is amazing and although I certainly couldn’t afford to pay for her services while we are struggling with daily expenses, I still love to look at her photographs. Her brother and his wife just gave birth to a baby boy named Easton. Easton was born with Epidermolysis Bullosa- EB also known as Butterfly Disease as his skin is so fragile it cannot be touched. He was born with burns and he is constantly blistering and burning. As of now, he is undergoing surgery to have a second PICC line placed into his chest for feeding. His prognosis is terrible. My heart breaks for this family. I wish there were something more that I could do for this baby, his parents, brothers, aunts, uncles, cousins and grandparents. How do you watch this?! How do you sit there completely unable to comfort your baby boy? How do you go home and take your other boys school shopping? How do you get up each morning and go to the hospital to watch your baby endure the horrors of bandage changing? God give them the strength to get through all of this. I don’t even know how Summer deals with the fact that she has to stay here, work and care for her own children while her brother and sister-in-law are in Cincinnati trying to save their baby. I just don’t know…..

But it does make me say prayers for all of them and so many others that are dealing with tragedies and at the same time it makes me so much more aware of the things I DO have in my life. And grateful for the good things that have come my way. And it may be a long while before I complain about not having all the things I want since I really do have all the things I need; a loving husband, a happy and healthy child and a roof over my head…

God Bless all of you….

 

p.s. – if you would like to donate to Baby Eastons family please go to the links on left side of my page under charities…and if you would like to view Summers work check out her link under photography – thank you!

 

A few quiet moments September 1, 2012

Filed under: Uncategorized — gertyrae @ 11:15 pm
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It’s been a crazy, wacky summer and I haven’t had time to think much less post on here. But, it’s Labor Day weekend and although I’ll be working tomorrow and Monday, I got a little unexpected reprieve tonight. We had a party last night and were headed up to CT to visit the ‘rents and I got a call from my neighbor that Stormy was bleeding from the e-collar so I decided to head home early today. Pup is fine, lots of cleanup to do and vet is being called on Monday.

Now — the update on my life:

Marathon is NOT happening. My knees are killing me and there is no way I’m running 26 miles with these knees. I am going to do the half as I’ve been able to run 12/13 miles a few times and I know I’ll be able to finish that. Just have to get back to running as of tomorrow for sure. A little depressed about not being able to do a full marathon but I am realistic that I’m going to be 47 years old and I can’t do everything.

My sister-in-law is getting married in less than a week!!! We are all set and I am pretty excited for this party…just based on the fact that we will get to have a huge celebration with the whole family and spend a few days together….no more details for now…

Doggies are good. Stormy is a bit crazed right now — looks like she is entering into her adolescence. The biggest problem is she injured her tail somehow and keeps opening it back up. Which is sort of what led to the mess yesterday. So, I’ll call the vet on Tuesday and take her in to see what they can do. Probably going to end up needing some meds to calm her crazy self down.

And on to the star of our show — Young Mr Colin!!

He is a wild ride folks….all vim and vinegar this kid. More questions than you can think of and lots of running around. We have had an amazing summer together. We’ve done so much I can’t even figure how to record it. Third birthday party was good – both here and up in Connecticut. Fairs, parks, beaches, lakes and farms…this kid has done it all. I really have enjoyed this summer, cannot begin to say how much I love this age. He wants to know everything, see everything, experience everything. He is so lovey and I know that is NOT going to last.

How much am I going to miss this lovey boy? How do I hold onto the memory of him saying “Mom, I miss you so much.” or “Mom, I really, really love you.” How will I ever remember how it feels when he hugs me or asks me to hold him when he goes to sleep at night. The way he will grab my hand so he can take me and show me something important to him? All of these things happen daily and they just pass like a breeze and I know it won’t last. And I worry that I’ll never be able to remember what it felt like. Because time marches on and if it weren’t for old videos and/or photos I wouldn’t remember the baby that he was. So, I try to do as much as I can and record as much of it as possible. So that someday, far into the future, I CAN remember my little boy.

 

 

Lounge Lizard

Filed under: Uncategorized — gertyrae @ 11:15 pm

Lounging on the swing after a swim