I have decided I will try to add a health update on Mondays and if another is needed in the week I will add that too. I don't want my blog to be all about my health.
My doctor called Friday and she had good news all around. Pap = normal. Mammogram = normal. Gallbladder ultrasound = normal. But the ultrasound results do not rule out an issue with that little organ. So she is going to call today with my appointment time for a HIDA scan.
From the Mayo Clinic site: During a HIDA scan you lie on a table while a gamma camera moves above you taking pictures. The gamma camera detects and records radioactive tracer as it moves through your liver, gallbladder and bile ducts.
So, I will be radioactive at some point this week. Sounds interesting! My RA has calmed down some and that is good. I have to give my self a shot of the Humira this week and I am actually intimidated at the thought. I'll let you know how that goes.
These sweet babies were dumped in our neighborhood a few days ago. They scared the bejeebuz out of me when I saw them at my front door, licking the side windows and freaking out the cats. Luckily the corgis were in the house.
I called animal control but we are county and was referred to the sheriff's department. As I was calling, a sheriff's truck came down the street. Another neighbor had called. He informed me he could not do anything because the county does not have a leash law. But he said he could call a rescue organization and they might come get the dogs. Great! I felt like a prisoner in my own house because these dogs initially looked very mean. There was no way I was going to let Chloe and Zoe out in the yard either.
The sheriff returned and told me the gal from the rescue was going to come get the dogs but it could be an hour or more. He asked if I could contain the dogs in some way. I wanted to say no. I wanted him to take the dogs away. But I couldn't. I have the perfect pen, and these dogs never asked to be dumped. See the female? The one on the right? She was in terrible shape and it was heartbreaking.
I told the officer he would have to get the dogs in the kennel. He did. I got them water and patted their heads. I told the officer my dogs were not going to be happy about this at all!
The gal from the rescue arrived about two hours later and I gave her the food we had collected at Sophie's party. That worked out pretty well. I'm really glad she and her organization were able to get these dogs.
After she left, I did wash down the kennel area and let the local inspector check it out.
I'm cheating on my doctor, my rheumatologist. She doesn't do it for me anymore. I need some one who excites me and gives me hope. So, I'm seeing her while waiting on an appointment from another doctor. Don't tell her...
In all seriousness, I saw my primary care doctor for my annual exam on Tuesday. I had blood drawn for her the day after I had blood drawn for my rheumy. I posted that my liver enzymes were bad from the results my rhuemy had drawn. But, one day later, from the labs my primary doc ran, two numbers were normal and the other had dropped considerably. So what can cause a spike like that? Doc thinks I was passing gallbladders stones. I do have some symptoms of gallbladder problems. Yesterday I had an ultrasound and should hear from my doc tomorrow.
It has been nearly two weeks since my last dose of methotrexate and a week since my first dose of humira. I haven't even filled my humira prescription. I am going to wait until I hear from my doc whether I will need gallbladder surgery. Yesterday the pain and inflammation began to sneak back into my joints. This morning I am stiff and sore but it isn't too bad.
I'll spare you any pictures of gallbladders. This is one of my rare, picture-less blogs.
As promised, I will blog about Noodle's birthday. First an update on Zoe. Her labs were all clean and the vet sent her home with antibiotics and a return visit on Monday. She is a little slow this morning but her crate was clean so no overnight illness. Thank you for all the support and comments.
Noodle invited three of her classmates to her pool party. They are such sweet, nice kids and they had so much fun.
They played volleyball the best they could. Even with the net weighted to the pool bottom it still blew around. They adapted.
They tossed Noodle around. She is so small compared to her classmates!
I think their favorite game was jousting on the blow up fish. They loved those toys!
Somewhere in there is a child!
I made cute little cupcakes that were devoured. Luckily I remember to get a shot before they were all gone!
Sophie did not want any presents. In fact this is her first party. We usually do not have parties, just a family celebration. Sophie did ask her friends to bring dog or cat food and we are going to deliver it to the shelter next week.
After the party we ordered pizza and while we were waiting for the food, Zoe got sick. I took this picture of her during the pool party. Doesn't look like a sick dog to me. If not for the fact I saw what came out of both ends of her, I would tend to think she faked an illness just to get a ride in the pick up!
When man of the house and Zoe got home, we had cake and presents! It's good to be 11!
I had planned to post about a birthday, and cupcakes, and poolin' 11 year olds. But that will have to wait.
Instead I need positive vibes for Zoe-Zoe. She is sick, suddenly sick and on her way to the vet with man of the house. I don't feel good about this at all...
Update.... Talked to man of the house and the vet is sending Zoe home with meds. Labs are clean and she seems better. Hopefully she will rebound and be back to her silly old self soon. Thank you everyone for the thoughts and support.
I had a doctor's appointment today. I had labs done to check my liver because the methotrexate can stress it. Well, mine is stressed; really stressed. No more MTX. I'm ok with that, but the liver numbers concern me. I'm on humira now. I will have to inject it every other week.
So for today, my brain and my emotions are going away...
It was June of last year when I officially began blogging and reading and commenting on other blogs. I actually started Notes from Oklahoma in 2006, but didn't keep up with it. I thought I'd post a list of a few facts or tidbits about this blog.
* My first follower that commented on my blog was Jane from Frugal Fine Living. Thank you Jane for making feel like a real blogger for the first time.
* The most comments I have ever received is 13! I didn't look, but probably 1/3 are my own replies to commenters. I don't blog to receive comments though. I know people read and do not comment and that is ok. The posts that have received the most comments usually involve the corgis. Go figure. Corgi tongues and hieneys has been the most popular.
I really appreciate everyone who reads these words I write. I love every comment I receive. You make my day!
We have a little market here on Saturdays. I went for the first time today and scored some wonderful, organic veggies.
While I was waiting to buy my squash, the lady in front of me was weighing her produce and giving the sweet farmer the weights so he could charge her. She rounded everything down to the nearest pound. One veggie she bought was nearly three pounds but she told the farmer is was two pounds. Not fair! I was going to rat her out but she was right at the next booth. So I weighed my squash, just over four pounds, and rounded up.
I really enjoy living in Guthrie. It is a small town, but a small town with a lot going on. We have a Blue Grass Festival in the Fall, a farmer's market, '89ers Parade and celebration in the Spring, all kinds of things going on at Christmas, a rodeo, a couple of little lakes, and the sweetest downtown I have ever seen.