Thursday, 29 April 2010

UTI Result

Just a post-script to this. Babe was scheduled for a DMSA scan in March. We had to be there at 9am, so they could put an anaesthetic cream on, and wait in the playroom while it worked. The play therapist remembered us… this may be because I spent Babe’s hospital visit cutting out and laminating Christmas decorations!

After the cream had numbed her, they injected a small amount of radioactive chemical into her, which was over with in a couple of minutes. Then we were sent off for another hour. Sigh.

The actual scan was simple. It took fifteen minutes of so, while Babe lay very still on the big machine but they put a movie on to distract her and she was fine.

The results took a month to come in and show that her right kidney has been scarred and she has lost almost a fifth of its function. However her left kidney is working harder to compensate and they are going to keep a close eye on her blood pressure for the next few years, so it is nothing to worry too much about.

And, she is now off the prophylactic antibiotics she’s been on since December, so yay!

Sunday, 25 April 2010

Bye, Puppy

One of the worst decisions you ever have to make is when to end a life. You never can make the right decision because even when the majority of you knows that it is right, there will always be a piece of you that doubts it. Always.


He was limping so badly, his arthritis pained him so much that he could no longer jump on the furniture or into the car. How sucky is it that you get banned from furniture your whole life and just when you’re finally allowed up out of respect for your old bones that you can’t even jump anymore? He couldn’t do a full circuit of the park on his walks, and certainly no more chasing imaginary rabbits and jumping Beechers Brook. Long gone are the days when he could dislocate your shoulder by a sudden change of direction... Babe could walk him sedately and she’s three years old.

He started to lose his mind. I can’t list all the things because it is too painful, but seeing a great dog suddenly change so rapidly… and he was a great dog. Protective and loving and kind… thick as crap but no-one’s perfect.

He was a bit blind, mostly deaf, and didn’t want to eat much of anything.

The vet said there was nothing they could do anymore. And so now he’s not coming back.

It hurts.

We’ll miss you, Merlin.


Tuesday, 13 April 2010


Thing One and Thing Two co-operated beautifully in a game of make-believe yesterday, using props and imagination and knowledge of the world and all those marvellous things that you have to tick off to show normal development.

They were planning a funeral.

From the death, through to the planning, notifications to the bereaved, processionals service, burial right through to the haunting.

They are so well adjusted….

Friday, 2 April 2010

My Kid’s On Facebook….

I’m not actually allowed to talk about Thing One anymore, so naturally I shall ignore her and carry on regardless. She had a birthday that I can’t talk about except that.. she’s now old enough to have a Facebook account. I’m now a “Mom on FB!”.

There are a hundred Internet jokes about mothers on Facebook but I just wanted to point out I WAS THERE FIRST!!! How come there are no ‘net virals about KIDS taking over FB??