Sick yet again

Alexandria has strep throat, Annika might have strep throat, I am feeling ill (but I am known to adopt the symptoms of the people around me so we will see.)

Max was sick but he is better now. Did you know his given name is Maxie? Doesn't that sound kind of feminine? We shorten it to Max because it sounds tougher (although it was also my grandma Maxine's nickname so that is a little weird.) Elizabeth calls him Mackie or Woof Woof. Anyway, Woof Woof (I think that is how I will refer to him for the rest of this post) had some gastrointestinal problems over the weekend. I called the vet Monday and they said to bring him right in. They did an x-ray of his stomach in case he swallowed something. And don't you know I was just waiting for the vet to hold up the film with a crystal clear outline of a Polly Pocket or a Christmas ornament or a Barbie boot or some such. But no, there was just a little speck, that could be of concern or could be nothing. Vet gave Woof Woof an anti-vomiting shot and an antibiotic shot with instructions that if he got sick one more time to bring him in for surgery. Well thank heavens we didn't need to do that and he is better and enjoying his cheese-wrapped antibiotics twice a day.

However, I was amazed at the concern and service he received over his stomach problems. Does my doctor care if I have the stomach flu? Big N - O. I get that my doctor probably doesn't have the same level of worry that I am ingesting toys and knick-knacks, but still! That anti-vomiting shot? I would pay big money to have a few vials of that lined up in my medicine cabinet. When I get the flu, it is always very severe and dramatic. Last time I was so miserable I thought I was going to die. I couldn't sleep, couldn't read, couldn't watch tv, just laid there feeling wretched. And Karl? He says to me "Well the problem is you need to just go to sleep. You will feel much better after you get some sleep." Really? As if I am just laying awake ALL NIGHT long in pure misery for the fun of it. If I could go to sleep, obviously I would. Did I mention I get a little dramatic when I am ill? He can sleep off the stomach flu, which I just think is really weird. I can't sleep when I have the stomach flu because I am too busy having the stomach flu. Karl is very sweet about making late night trips to the store for Sprite and popsicles so I can't complain to much though.

So recap- Alex is sick, Annika might be, I am probably not, and Woof Woof is recuperating quite nicely.