It's a mum thing, and I'm exhausted from it.
Alex is still ill, but he is slowly getting over it. In that he had a couple of hours yesterday and today when he actually felt ok, before the vomiting came back.
He managed one piece of bread yesterday. Not what his mother advised, but the loaf was fresh from the bakers and therefore irresistible. It stayed down for an hour.
So since last Saturday when he had a portion of chips on the way home, He's had 1/3 of a yogurt, 5 mouthfuls of plain rice, 1/3 cup of tomato soup and the bread....
To add to my list of activities, such as running endless hot baths, endless bed making, endless hot water bottle filling, and endless glasses of fluid with ice cubes. Now I get to sort out the dog, who has diarrhoea and vomiting.....
WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!
So the dog is being starved till tomorrow and feeling very sorry for herself.
Now of course it's Valentines day. Mummy had to go out and buy red roses, a small fluffy lion and a card for sick son to give to his girlfriend. Then Mummy said she would go out while girlfriend came round on the understanding that there was absolutely no kissing!!!
So for just over an hour I parked up in a quiet country lane. Drank a flask of coffee, ate almonds and read my book whilst listening to the spring birds..... What bliss. That small time out, till I got the text saying I could come home, was just wonderful. Might do it again tomorrow with or without girlfriend turning up!
We have also just managed a walk together with the hound, with Alex feeling strong enough to be the one holding the lead.
And we have managed a serious conversation about the dog's future. We were told that the dog needed some help in socialisation.... Some, being a bit of an understatement.
She is a nightmare when faced with other people or dogs. So I've said I will get a behaviourist in to see if we can correct her behaviour.
She is obviously used to being hit, which is worrying. She'd been chewing something she shouldn't, she likes leather shoes imparticular! So I spoke to her in a firm voice and sat down to ignore her for a moment. I went to stroke her, to move on and she flinched so much, thinking I was going to strike her. Which I would never do, not because I don't feel like it, more that she can bite harder than me!!!
And if we can't correct the behaviour, I have told Alex that however much we love her, we cannot keep her. And for the first time he has understood what I'm saying as up till now he's been in, I think a fantasy place about her. But he agrees with me we cannot have a dog that doesn't allow us to have friends round or is in danger of biting someone.
Now this conversation has taken place, and the understanding from Alex I feel that some of the weight has been lifted. There is a long way to go, but at least now we both know the future. Obviously we would both like her to be the dog we know she is capable of judging by how quickly she's picked up what we want from her in the house. But......
So now it's just a matter of carrying on with my nursing duties and keeping my fingers crossed that both invalids are well enough on Thursday to allow me some very much needed time out in Devon. The weekend that, fortunately was called off due to snow when Al got ill.
As you can tell I only have two topics of conversation, but at least the stress levels are feeling more manageable at the moment. Does wonders for you when walking the dog round a field at 7.30 crying your eyes out. Then getting a couple of wonderful mates calling up to check up on you. Especially the one who just started laughing at me at what I was going through. It was just what I needed to get another perspective..... love you J!
Anyone got any ideas why blogger gets as far as downloading a picture and then comes to a slow and grinding halt and won't publish my pics. I don't like not having a pic at the top of a post.