I was on call this weekend. I was pleasantly busy. Friday night, I talked to a bunch of people but didn't see anything. Saturday I worked-cut a twist and saw a sick cow. That night, I saw a dog with IVDD; the owner then called me at 11:30 or so to tell me that the dog had some bloody diarrhea. I fell asleep on the couch and then went to bed...shortly, later (45 minutes) I was called for a calving. The calving went well-the front leg was bent under the calf's chest. It took me 1 hour and 15 minutes from the time from the time I got the phone call to the time I was back in bed. That included taking a shower. I slept for a couple hours, discussed the diarrhea dog again and called in an prescription, fell back asleep and then was woken up by another phone call. When I answered the phone, I heard someone say 'its a woman'. Never a good start. But luckily, it was a good call. A prolapse uterus that I struggled with but eventually got it back. They aren't supposed to be easy anyway. That afternoon, I saw a puppy that ended up having parvo. Unfortunately, they didn't have money to hospitalize the dog. I sent the dog home with some prescriptions and luck. The pup was still BAR and only mildly dehydrated. Hopefully, she'll make it. Then I got home and promptly locked the keys in the vet truck. Oh, I'm awesome. TH didn't have a spare-the spare was in the locked vet box. So I had to call the roadside service people and wait for a truck to come and open it up.
My wedding dress came in! I'm going to try it on and get alterations started next week. I haven't lost ANY weight. I'm pathetic. Joe and I are going to try to finalize the guest list addresses. From there, we'll start addressing invitations and ger them sent out. Joe is currently asleep (GRRR!) so its going to be difficult to order his wedding band. Also unfortunately, its going to be close on time to get the wedding band in on time because I've waited. And my ring is going to be expensive. I was going to wait for my tax refund but unfortunately, the IRS is also running late. I still haven't found someone to marry us.
Mr. Montique peed in the sink this morning. I'm hoping it was because the litter box was dirty (it was) and that I had him trapped in the bathroom and not that he was working on blocking or a UTI. I definately can't afford a PU surgery.
I intended on being very productive today or at least to clean the oven but after I got some errands done this morning, I was exhausted. I took a nice nap and then made dinner. I also baked some chocolate chip cheesecake cookie bars. They look good but some aspects of the recipe didn't seem like they worked together very well.
Joe suggested that I start a podcast. I don't know about this. I just think that no one would be listening to me.
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