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Homeschooling in Illinois
Mar. 18, 2008
Breaking Point
I've handled things pretty well so far. Well, until yesterday.
We spent the weekend looking at houses. So I was away from the kids for two days. So for two days, it was quiet. No body was fighting. Or tattling. Or whining. Or asking for food. Or crowding me. Or talking for 30 minutes straight about pointless things. I got used to it. Then wham. Monday came. It was just me and four kids. I'm in my third trimester. I'm getting really cranky and tired again. Add that to the stress of moving. And to top it off, the dog was sick. She has been sick for awhile. She went into heat, stopped, and then started bleeding again. I told my hubby somethings not right, he needs to take her to the vet. He took her in and the idiot vet said it's probably an extended heat. Um, I'm not a vet, but I am a woman, and I knew something was wrong. It was dark red, gooey blood. The vet said it might be the start of a uterus infection, but probably not. If she doesn't get better, bring her back in. Ok. Tell me if this makes more sense. If you already have the dog in your office and you think it might be something, why don't you check for it.? She already drew blood for different reasons. All she had to do was a smear and look in the microscope. So, she sent the dog home with a clean bill of health and that's when the dog took a turn for the worse. Over the next three days she started shaking, bleeding more, she stopped eating, peed twice in the house and she started having trouble standing up. Hubby took her back to the vet yesterday (which, by the way, is a half hour away) and, oh, guess what? She has a uterus infection. IDIOT! They kept her overnight to do surgery. And after the surgery the vet calls back and says, "It's a good thing we did the surgery now. Her uterus was 5 lbs and would have ruptured probably in another day." Oh yeah!?! And you know who's fault that would have been?!?! YOURS! And it's not that I care about the dog. I have spent 7 years with an idiot doctor who doesn't no diddly squat (how do you spell that?) and now we have a vet who is equally dumb. But, my breaking point was when I found out it was going to cost $550. And what choice do I have? I have a hubby and four kids who would hate me if I said no.
And today isn't going any better. The kids are still loud and disobedient.  And to try to make them happy, what do I do? I unpack some toys. So I'm working in reverse over here. They aren't even playing with them. I guess I can toss them in the garage sale.
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