I heard from my Kristin this morning, and Gabby has been diagnosed with a liver disease called Biliary Atresia. Essentially, Gabby's bile ducts in her liver are dysfunctional and cannot be repaired and will never repair themselves - so her liver cannot drain bile. She is having another surgery today to see if they can do some things to help her liver drain in the interim, but in all likelihood, she will eventually need a liver transplant.
Kristin seems to be in good spirits, but please keep the family in your thoughts.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Update on Baby Gabby - More Prayers Needed
I just talked to a former co worker who spoke with my friend Kristin. Gabby is having another surgery today - please keep the family in your thoughts.
Monday, June 1, 2009
Prayers for Good Health
Prayers for good health are really needed right now...
This morning, my friend Kristin and Giovanni's 8 week old daughter Gabriella underwent liver surgery with the expectation of being diagnosed with a rare, incurable liver disorder. Nothing has been confirmed yet, but all signs point to a specific disorder that has the potential to be managed, but is not curable. Kristin indicated in her email this morning that if in fact she had what they think she has, this would be a corrective surgery as well, where they would perform some procedures with the hope of slowing the damage to her liver.
Kristin and Gio are living every parent's worst nightmare - in addition to being first time parents, they will now have to learn to provide special care for Gabby. Please say a prayer for Gabby's health and strength for Kristin and Gio. I know tonight I said a prayer of thanks for the good health of the children in my life.
This morning, my friend Kristin and Giovanni's 8 week old daughter Gabriella underwent liver surgery with the expectation of being diagnosed with a rare, incurable liver disorder. Nothing has been confirmed yet, but all signs point to a specific disorder that has the potential to be managed, but is not curable. Kristin indicated in her email this morning that if in fact she had what they think she has, this would be a corrective surgery as well, where they would perform some procedures with the hope of slowing the damage to her liver.
Kristin and Gio are living every parent's worst nightmare - in addition to being first time parents, they will now have to learn to provide special care for Gabby. Please say a prayer for Gabby's health and strength for Kristin and Gio. I know tonight I said a prayer of thanks for the good health of the children in my life.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Hazards of the Home
The picture speaks for itself. Somehow, she got one of her tags caught in the vent as she laying on it trying to cool down. This was quite disturbing to her...I couldn't resist snapping a photo.
I am happy to report that I successfully got her collar off and was able to separate the tag and the vent and she has recovered. She his since ventured outside to see if any leftovers from the bbq made their way to the deck....
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Manic Wednesday
Hello fellow canines and humans,
Well, as usual, it has been a crazy week around here. I don't know how mom does it...she runs us around like a crazy everywhere! I at least get to stay home and sleep, but she has to go work. She keeps bugging me to get a job, but so far, I have managed to avoid it.
After a lot of time away from Dodd, I have returned to my normal schedule of visiting on Wedensday night over the past 2 weeks. Tonight, I saw a lot of nice people and a lot of my favorite nurses. We had to park in the garage, because it looked like rain - we have been parking in a lot across the street. Mom does not have a proper B pass, which could mean CURTAINS if OSU Traffic and Parking ever went through that lot, but so far, so good.
Probably my most interesting visitor tonight was a young man named Sky. Sky was a nice young boy visiting his grandfather. When we walked in, mom noted the cast on his hand and asked what happened. Apparently he had been in a fight. Mom asked him if that stopped him from his lacrosse and he said yes (he had on his lacrosse T shirt) and he said he would not get in a fight again. He said his mom was madder than his dad, and that was a good thing! His grandfather asked him to find the Reds game on TV for him, and he found it. I left them watching the Reds game.
After visitng, I had class. My class is very fun and I did very well tonight. Mom made me do rear crosses, which the both of us hate, but we did them. I also got my first taste of a doggie massage. A few weeks ago after softball, my hips were really stiff and sore cuz I got too wound up from chasing my kong. Mom got me some medicine and made me rest, but has been on my case about it since. She had the messus look at my hips tonight, and Maria said they were a "train wreck". Mom has been instructed to massage my hips to try and get the muscle spasms out, and then I will get the full monty on Saturday. Not even the human gets a massage...and she goes to work to earn the $$$ to pay for it!
Waffle, Cricket and Coral - I got a new bed this weekend. It is not a pretty, fluffy princess bed like you guys have. You fill mine up with water - and the water helps cool me down and is supposed to be good for my joints. Mom placed my new bed strategically so I could rest my head on the AC vent and my body on my new bed. Rumor has is it I have a new pad in my crate too. I will get to find out, as I have a compeition this weekend.
Well, my human says lights out, so lights out. Sleep tight!!!
Very Sincerely,
The Chelsonator
Well, as usual, it has been a crazy week around here. I don't know how mom does it...she runs us around like a crazy everywhere! I at least get to stay home and sleep, but she has to go work. She keeps bugging me to get a job, but so far, I have managed to avoid it.
After a lot of time away from Dodd, I have returned to my normal schedule of visiting on Wedensday night over the past 2 weeks. Tonight, I saw a lot of nice people and a lot of my favorite nurses. We had to park in the garage, because it looked like rain - we have been parking in a lot across the street. Mom does not have a proper B pass, which could mean CURTAINS if OSU Traffic and Parking ever went through that lot, but so far, so good.
Probably my most interesting visitor tonight was a young man named Sky. Sky was a nice young boy visiting his grandfather. When we walked in, mom noted the cast on his hand and asked what happened. Apparently he had been in a fight. Mom asked him if that stopped him from his lacrosse and he said yes (he had on his lacrosse T shirt) and he said he would not get in a fight again. He said his mom was madder than his dad, and that was a good thing! His grandfather asked him to find the Reds game on TV for him, and he found it. I left them watching the Reds game.
After visitng, I had class. My class is very fun and I did very well tonight. Mom made me do rear crosses, which the both of us hate, but we did them. I also got my first taste of a doggie massage. A few weeks ago after softball, my hips were really stiff and sore cuz I got too wound up from chasing my kong. Mom got me some medicine and made me rest, but has been on my case about it since. She had the messus look at my hips tonight, and Maria said they were a "train wreck". Mom has been instructed to massage my hips to try and get the muscle spasms out, and then I will get the full monty on Saturday. Not even the human gets a massage...and she goes to work to earn the $$$ to pay for it!
Waffle, Cricket and Coral - I got a new bed this weekend. It is not a pretty, fluffy princess bed like you guys have. You fill mine up with water - and the water helps cool me down and is supposed to be good for my joints. Mom placed my new bed strategically so I could rest my head on the AC vent and my body on my new bed. Rumor has is it I have a new pad in my crate too. I will get to find out, as I have a compeition this weekend.
Well, my human says lights out, so lights out. Sleep tight!!!
Very Sincerely,
The Chelsonator
Monday, May 25, 2009
Cat Fight Brewing..Literally
About three months ago, I got new neighbors - and thank god for that. The house on the one side of me is a rental, and was an eyesore. My new neighbors are Laura, Alicia, their daughter Jamison and their animals (2 cats and sweetheart of a pit bull named Jake) - and they have cleaned that mess up. I cannot tell you how much better it looks.
They have a small gray cat...can't for the life of me think of its name right now. I think they leave him out most of the time - and this is the time of the year I let Scoobi Doo out also. Well, tonight, as we were walking up the driveway, I see Scoobi on the side yard, in a "creep" mode. I wander over, and she is creeping at that cat, who is sitting on my landscape brick. I watch for a minute, Scoobi lays down, and is making some sort of primal noise. Given this cat has claws and mine does not, I quickly assess this is going nowhere good, fast. I still have Chelsie on her leash so she doesn't get in there to mix things up and walk to Scoobi to see if she will let me pick her up. Thankfully, she did and I brought her in.
Going to have to watch this - the last thing I want is to try and find 2 fighting cats, esp when mine will no doubt be on the losing end of things. However, Scoobi really likes being outside, so until we have some kind of run in, I will continue to let her play outside....
They have a small gray cat...can't for the life of me think of its name right now. I think they leave him out most of the time - and this is the time of the year I let Scoobi Doo out also. Well, tonight, as we were walking up the driveway, I see Scoobi on the side yard, in a "creep" mode. I wander over, and she is creeping at that cat, who is sitting on my landscape brick. I watch for a minute, Scoobi lays down, and is making some sort of primal noise. Given this cat has claws and mine does not, I quickly assess this is going nowhere good, fast. I still have Chelsie on her leash so she doesn't get in there to mix things up and walk to Scoobi to see if she will let me pick her up. Thankfully, she did and I brought her in.
Going to have to watch this - the last thing I want is to try and find 2 fighting cats, esp when mine will no doubt be on the losing end of things. However, Scoobi really likes being outside, so until we have some kind of run in, I will continue to let her play outside....
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Back in the Saddle Again...
On Firday afternoon, I graced the inaugural trip of the boat with a couple of scary falls. I took 2 vicious spills on the wakeboard...I mean vicious. Faceplant vicious - twice. On a wakeboard, it is very, very problematic to have your weight shift forward. Unfortunately, I had picked up quite a bit of speed in the short duration of those runs, and hit the water hard - twice.
If I were a betting woman, I would bet that I probably ruptured my right ear drum on the first fall. I was pretty shaken up, but knew that the best thing to do was to try again, right away. So, I did...and the same result. I got out of the water after that.
As the night continued, it was very obvious I had damaged my right ear. It was draining fluid, and hurt like the dickens. I was trying to think of a good story for my ENT when I called on Tuesday to see if I could get in to see him. I resorted to a bag of frozen green beans and a pain pill from my surgery to deal with the throbbing, sharp pain in my right ear. Thankfully, those remedies had an impact and my ear is much, much better (and have determined at this point, I will not need to visit the doctor for my ear...phew!!).
So what did I do today? Yep, you guessed it - got back on the wakeboard. I won't lie - I was terrified. The first three times, I did not make it up. My friends Amy and Gerrie knew I was in my own head, as I have never had any problems standing up out of the water, either on the wakeboard or skis. But I was terrified - I could feel myself falling forward, and panicked. But finally, on the 4th time, I got up. Went down at my own choosing, and decided to try again. Again, I was successful - again, I went down at my own choosing. It was a really big deal - I was really tempted just to put the skis back on, but knew that I had to get back on the wakeboard to get over my fear.
So ridiculous, I know. I mean, it is a stupid wakeboard, nothing at stake...but my own stubborn competitive streak. You can take the girl off the field, but can never take the field out of the girl...or the competitor out of oneself...
If I were a betting woman, I would bet that I probably ruptured my right ear drum on the first fall. I was pretty shaken up, but knew that the best thing to do was to try again, right away. So, I did...and the same result. I got out of the water after that.
As the night continued, it was very obvious I had damaged my right ear. It was draining fluid, and hurt like the dickens. I was trying to think of a good story for my ENT when I called on Tuesday to see if I could get in to see him. I resorted to a bag of frozen green beans and a pain pill from my surgery to deal with the throbbing, sharp pain in my right ear. Thankfully, those remedies had an impact and my ear is much, much better (and have determined at this point, I will not need to visit the doctor for my ear...phew!!).
So what did I do today? Yep, you guessed it - got back on the wakeboard. I won't lie - I was terrified. The first three times, I did not make it up. My friends Amy and Gerrie knew I was in my own head, as I have never had any problems standing up out of the water, either on the wakeboard or skis. But I was terrified - I could feel myself falling forward, and panicked. But finally, on the 4th time, I got up. Went down at my own choosing, and decided to try again. Again, I was successful - again, I went down at my own choosing. It was a really big deal - I was really tempted just to put the skis back on, but knew that I had to get back on the wakeboard to get over my fear.
So ridiculous, I know. I mean, it is a stupid wakeboard, nothing at stake...but my own stubborn competitive streak. You can take the girl off the field, but can never take the field out of the girl...or the competitor out of oneself...
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