May 2nd, 2007
This is the type of dog treat that made Wookie so sick. IAMS tartar treats are allegedly 100% edible and digestible. And… supposedly, they are also hard enough that they won’t break into chunks large enough to disrupt digestion.
The treats puff up when they get wet, so Wookie had two 1″ x 1.5″ pieces, floating around (chewed - but undigested) in his stomach for nine days. The pieces resembled wet particle board. The “treat” caused him diarrhea, vomiting and severe abdominal pain. He lost over 10% of his body weight in a week and is still an inpatient at Virginia Tech’s teaching hospital.
So far, we’ve spent $1500.00 and made seven vet visits. (and even now… we’re not 100% sure he’s OK)
If you have dogs… please think twice about giving them these treats. It just isn’t worth the risk.
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Tags: IAMS Tartar treat, Pug, puppy, dog, diarrhea, vomiting, severe abdominal pain, Virginia Tech, Wookie
January 16th, 2007
I put in a call to my GP this morning about the pain in my stomach, right side and back, as well as my migraine, bloatiness and lack of appetite. I said straight out that I’m not going back to the E.R. (or E.D. — interesting that since that series started most actual E.R.’s now want to be called Emergency Departments) and I don’t want to pop oxycodone all the time — makes me too sleepy and discombobulated, and that’s saying something.
As it is all morning I’ve been trying to pry my eyes open. I can’t decide if it’s not feeling well, leftovers from last night’s oxycodone, or just my regular morning meds…or a combination of them all. It’s very hard to program with your eyes closed. OK It’s not hard to program that way. It’s hard to do the analysis part of my job that way and I’ve been trying to go through papers and notes and code from 9 months ago and figure out what was done and why and what wasn’t done and why not and who decided what because last Friday someone got ants in their pants to actually finally go-live with their project after letting it sit for 9 months and it still doesn’t have anyone in charge. Oy!
So, while my brain is trying to sleep and wake up and sort out my lack of filing system, I’m now apparently waiting for the surgeon to get out of surgery around 3pm to talk to my GP to discuss what to do about me and my pain and my possible 2nd gallstone attack.
And what I’d really rather be doing is going to the grocery store or paying someone to go to the grocery store and having someone do my dishes while I take a nap or watch my finches. In fact, I still need to get a photo for today and I’m trying to figure out how to capture a picture that represents the pain I’m feeling. Any ideas?
Tags: pain, migraine, gallbladder, gallstone, surgeon, GP, grocery store, project365, sleepy
October 11th, 2006
I have that on the best authority. Honest.
The Rheumy’s nurse called and said the MRI came back that my brain looks to be functioning normal. – So, no, BJ, no “Brain Cloud”. :P (Kudo’s to anyone who gets the movie reference and posts it in the comments.)
That doesn’t explain the “brainfog” of course, but it does at least eliminate things like tumors and brain injuries and big brain malfunctions.
In the meantime, today is a particularly difficult day for me. I woke up with my legs hurting like I’d been running all night. My arms ached too. As the day has progressed the pain in my arms has gotten worse and stretched down from upper arms into my hands, particularly my left hand, making it difficult to control what my left hand is doing — typing, etc. Plus, my back and neck are now also aching. I could take Tylenol but it doesn’t seem to do anything on it’s own and the Kidney Specialist said no more Alleve before the biopsy.
I’m really not sure how to cope with the increasing pain without relief for the next week and a half. I wish my parents were here to see it though. I was feeling mostly fine, just a little fatigued while they were here. It’s kind of like taking your car to the garage because it’s making a noise that it only makes when it’s not at the garage. My dad never gets to see me when I’m really sick and so I don’t think he believes me. Then again, I don’t think he believes anyone when they have an illness he can’t physically see. He’s one of those “suck it up” kind of guys.
Tags: MRI of the brain, fatigue, muscle pain
