It's winter. It's dark outside. I'm working all day and surviving the evenings. And I'm running lots of miles. There's really not a whole lot to say. But I swear there's a few of you reading this that would probably like an update.
Let's start with the dog since I left you hanging last week.
We brought Sloopy home from the hospital one week ago today. The first two days were rough. We cried a lot. We didn't sleep much. I worried we had made the right choice in doing the surgery. I worry about her quality of life. I worry about our quality of life. But after several days we have settled in and seen improvements that give us hope. Honestly, the bathroom thing is not that bad. She's easy to squeeze the pee out of her (most of the time) and when she has to go #2, she does. She doesn't leak and I've only been peed on twice. It's kind of like having a baby all over again, except I can put the dog in her crate and she will sleep all night. The first couple of days were rough in getting her to eat and especially with taking her medicine. Now she eats her own food and we're down to one medicine a day which she easily eats with a chunk of cooked chicken. She still has no use of her back legs but we have seen improvement. She now wags her tail, which, from what we read, is voluntary and a good sign that signals are moving down her spinal cord. She also stiffens her legs when picked up and can hold herself up for a blink because she's still not stable. She has started licking in hindquarters which may mean that she has regained some feeling and is trying to get the pins and needles she's feeling. We have even seen her move her legs a few times. She does not respond to pain, however, she doesn't respond to pain even on places she can feel. She's never been a dog that yelps when she gets hurt. Her staples come out next week and we have a follow-up in a few weeks. From what we have learned and read, this is a VERY long process. We are trying to be patient and still holding out hope that we have made the right decision.
My marathon is coming up fast. It's only about 6 weeks away. My training has been okay, at best. I was on a roll until I got sick the entire month of December and then I basically had to start over again. Two weeks ago I did an 18 miler that felt like death. When I got home I had to have Dave take off my shoes and pants and help me into the bathtub. This past weekend, though, I did a 20 miler that was great. I hit all the paces and it didn't seem so bad. I wasn't that sore and have been able to return to working out quickly. This week is another big week of training ~45 miles for the week, and I will conclude with yet another 20 miler. I, finally, get to race next week and am hoping for something good.
Back to Work
I've now been back to work two months and things are starting to fall into place. Those first couple of weeks were really rough. Anderson and I both battled some serious illness. We both had sinus infections. We both had pink eye. We had a cough that wouldn't quit. We both visited the doctor twice. And then one day we were better. Now every time I see a kid with snot all over his face at daycare I get nervous, but Anderson has been in preschool and child watch programs for years so hopefully we are over the initial sickness shock to our system.
Just a few weeks after I started at my job they informed us that we were moving offices to a different suburb. I was PISSED! I specifically chose this job over a different, probably, better option because it was walking distance from my house and I could keep the little one in his preschool. I was so upset that I even thought about calling the other company and seeing if I could continue with the interviews. But, I have decided to stay put. Yes, I will have to pull Anderson out of his preschool and put him in his daycare all day (which is one of the best preschools around, but not a Christian preschool like he is currently in) and yes, I will have to drive to my job now, but I have to give this a chance. It's good for me to get back in the game, refine my skills, and then decide what I will do in a few years once Anderson starts school.
In addition to the full-time job, I have continued to fill in time-to-time at the Y. It's kind of a pain in the butt, but I like it there, I'm comfortable there, I adore my manager there, and I also get to keep my reduced family membership. I have no plans on leaving and they have no plans on getting rid of me, so I'm sticking with it.
God's Watching Over Us
Probably the most stressful thing for the last several years has been finances. It's hard to be on one income and my part-time job paid for nothing. We thought me returning to work would allow us to live a little more comfortably and be able to do the things we wanted to do. But our dog getting sick really threw us for a loop. I have been scared out of my mind. Would I be able to do my marathon in March (it's out of town)? Would our vacations we planned this year be put on hold? Should we cut back on some of our expenses like TV, etc. (things you don't need but would struggle to live without)? But God's been watching over us. We did our taxes which is going to help out tremendously. And Dave got bumped from a flight this week that gave us big money in airline vouchers. So this month is still going to be a challenge as we pay off our credit card debt but barring any other craziness, life should return to normal soon.
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So that's what new. Life has been busy. Life has been uncomfortable. We're managing. We're going to get through all of this and see the sunlight again. And I swear I will revive this blog with rainbows and puppies sometime soon.