friday
ok, i know i'm talking to only cyberspace right now, that everyone is somewhere else - but i'm putting it out there anyway :)
yesterday was great and horrible - i planned on taking the morning off since i worked early and late wednesday and would be doing it again on friday. so, i went to edgar's house where he's working on a fountain in his back yard. dollop ran around, i read sitting outside and edgar worked - with occasional help from me when he needed the extra hands. it was lovely.
the bad part - edgar's parents have two dogs. the older of the two stopped moving and eating tuesday. they are pretty low maintence on their pets - they don't have a regular vet, i don't know the last time the dogs got vaccinations, basically i think they are a little too old school, its a thing you don't need to spend lots of money to take it to a "doctor" the older dog (rusty) 1. didn't get better and 2. hadn't died. by wednesday, it was killing edgar. occasionally, he'd whine and edgar would sit with him and he'd quiet down but his breathing was labored. edgar didn't want to go to the vet i go to here because they suck and he didn't want to feel railroaded into a treatment that would only keep an already old dog going for a couple more months, but he still wanted to make sure he was doing what was good for rusty. so, i made an appointment with the vet i had volunteered with. so, at 4 we packed up rusty and drove out there (its about an hour away) it was horrible, the dog started crying half way there (i was sitting in the backseat with him) and his breathing was so fast - he clearly wasn't getting oxygen the way he should. we got to the vet, i talked to dr. ottosen and he checked out the dog. without more tests he couldn't be positive about what was causing the metabolic shut down, but it boiled down to the best scenario would be a ruptured spleen that could be operated on. other options were other internal ruptures or just liver or kidneys shutting down. so, edgar had him put to sleep. there was crying (both edgar and i) but we took the dog home and he's now buried in the backyard next to the fountain edgar's building and edgar got a flowering tree to plant over the grave. so - yesterday was a little tough at the end.
as for the ekta thing - when edgar and i were talking about the weekend, i said you know - i'm kind of glad ekta didn't go because then i would have probably gone out saturday night even though i didn't feel well and it could have ruined an otherwise great sunday of walking around and talking with evelyn and jules. he things its horrible that i would bend over backwards (go out when i didn't want to) for someone who is so much not a friend that she doesn't even show up to see me (he's also heard ekta stories and is thorougly not impressed) in fact, the whole concept of maintaining relationships and rearranging my life - no matter how insignificantly - for someone that isn't super close is one of the things he would change about me. i was sitting in my butterfly chair (the blue one i had in 254 sophomore year) and he noticed how ripped it was - i told him how concetta had borrowed it and returned it without saying a word to me about the fact it was ripped and he rolled his eyes when he found out i still hung out with her without saying anything.
so, while i recognize that its totally positive to have that confrontation, actually quite healthy - i still can't bring myself to do it the bulk of the time. kudos to you for sending that email and i'd love to hear the response!
yesterday was great and horrible - i planned on taking the morning off since i worked early and late wednesday and would be doing it again on friday. so, i went to edgar's house where he's working on a fountain in his back yard. dollop ran around, i read sitting outside and edgar worked - with occasional help from me when he needed the extra hands. it was lovely.
the bad part - edgar's parents have two dogs. the older of the two stopped moving and eating tuesday. they are pretty low maintence on their pets - they don't have a regular vet, i don't know the last time the dogs got vaccinations, basically i think they are a little too old school, its a thing you don't need to spend lots of money to take it to a "doctor" the older dog (rusty) 1. didn't get better and 2. hadn't died. by wednesday, it was killing edgar. occasionally, he'd whine and edgar would sit with him and he'd quiet down but his breathing was labored. edgar didn't want to go to the vet i go to here because they suck and he didn't want to feel railroaded into a treatment that would only keep an already old dog going for a couple more months, but he still wanted to make sure he was doing what was good for rusty. so, i made an appointment with the vet i had volunteered with. so, at 4 we packed up rusty and drove out there (its about an hour away) it was horrible, the dog started crying half way there (i was sitting in the backseat with him) and his breathing was so fast - he clearly wasn't getting oxygen the way he should. we got to the vet, i talked to dr. ottosen and he checked out the dog. without more tests he couldn't be positive about what was causing the metabolic shut down, but it boiled down to the best scenario would be a ruptured spleen that could be operated on. other options were other internal ruptures or just liver or kidneys shutting down. so, edgar had him put to sleep. there was crying (both edgar and i) but we took the dog home and he's now buried in the backyard next to the fountain edgar's building and edgar got a flowering tree to plant over the grave. so - yesterday was a little tough at the end.
as for the ekta thing - when edgar and i were talking about the weekend, i said you know - i'm kind of glad ekta didn't go because then i would have probably gone out saturday night even though i didn't feel well and it could have ruined an otherwise great sunday of walking around and talking with evelyn and jules. he things its horrible that i would bend over backwards (go out when i didn't want to) for someone who is so much not a friend that she doesn't even show up to see me (he's also heard ekta stories and is thorougly not impressed) in fact, the whole concept of maintaining relationships and rearranging my life - no matter how insignificantly - for someone that isn't super close is one of the things he would change about me. i was sitting in my butterfly chair (the blue one i had in 254 sophomore year) and he noticed how ripped it was - i told him how concetta had borrowed it and returned it without saying a word to me about the fact it was ripped and he rolled his eyes when he found out i still hung out with her without saying anything.
so, while i recognize that its totally positive to have that confrontation, actually quite healthy - i still can't bring myself to do it the bulk of the time. kudos to you for sending that email and i'd love to hear the response!
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