January 13th 2013 2:54 pm
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Mom has been sick, AGAIN. Pawsonally, it does not bode well that Mom has now been ill, or recovering from ill for four weeks. She did not even get a chance to shop the post-Holiday sales, as she was recovering from pneumonia, before this latest illness struck. She did not want to be out in the germ-laden crowds during her pneumonia recovery period, but was hit by a new virus anyway.

This new virus caused Mom to have something called viral meningitis. It actually sounds much worse than what it was: basically a really bad headache caused by a virus. Mom was very sick with a headache and a lot of vomiting. Those were the same symptoms that actually signalled that Mom had the pneumonia, so Dad took Mom to the Dogtor, who said it was not pneumonia again, but that there was nothing to do but dope Mom up enough until the virus stopped causing the head pain that was causing all the vomiting.

This is what Pennie or I do when we have to vomit: We stand up or we sit up, quite rigidly. Then our bellies begin to heave in a most disturbing fashion. We may pace a bit. Our faces become quite frantic. If anyone is about, they try to corral whoever is going to vomit out the door. Mom then exams the vomitus for evidence. For example, she deduced that Mulligan had consumed a metal grill pan when she examined his vomitus and discovered shrapnel. She discovered that indeed it WAS Pennie who had eaten Little Lad's candy when she discovered all the wrappers in Pennie's vomit.

As it was my job as Nurse Sophie to provide Compression Therapy, I was anxious to care for Mom in all of her misery.

This is what Mom does when she has to vomit: this part has been edited out under threats that there will be a Brindle Cattle Dog Listed as "Available" at the local shelter if it is printed.

I followed Mom into the bathroom. Mom said that I was "too intrusive." I was only doing for Mom what she does for us! How was I supposed to provide a diagnosis or prognosis if I could not witness the entire event and the output?

Alas, Mom was febrile and no doubt was not thinking clearly. She is slowly recovering, and I shall have to explain to her why in the future I need to be so "intrusive," in order to care for her adequately.

Barked by: Zoe (Dogster Member)

January 13th 2013 at 3:43 pm

My peepoles just saw a episode of "Monsters Inside Me". That girl was hackin up worms. She had a room mate that made sure the hospital staff Saw those worms. Oh, and the tv camera saw them too.

They watch us when stuff comes outta us.
We gotta watch them too. Good job.

Barked by: Zaidie (Dogster Member)

January 13th 2013 at 6:00 pm

OMD! I neber ged tu helb wif my peeple's 'pwibacy-pweeze' behabiours, bud sumtimes Momma takes a fwashlite owtside tu chek out my poddy stuff. It r NOD fare!