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So I am the worlds worse at wanting to make phone calls. I will avoid it at almost all costs. Chances are before I call you I’d send a text message.
That being said there comes a point in life when we can no longer avoid the telephone and must make calls. At work you have to return phone calls, check on patients progress, and the like. So when I finally decided to make all the calls I needed to make I felt so accomplished. Things were going to get done! Well guess what, NO ONE CALLED BACK! What the hay-lo dudes! I took time to call you couldn’t you at least return the favor when you tell me you will? I understand things happen I’ve got that. However you can at least call and tell me that!
There is some hope for society though. Luckily after standing in the lobby of one of the places I had called, I DID get a call from them at least letting me know that nothing had changed. That was the best worse call I had gotten because at least they called!!!

Tags: annoying, calls, return, society

So I know that everyone at one time or another has sat there staring into the abyss wondering. How did I get to this point? What am I doing now that Im here? Where in the hell am I going from here.. so yes you have been in the place I am currently. Its not even so much of a depressing place to be as just a.. thinking place.

When I sit here and go on about being a single mother at 26 years old I wonder what events got me to this point. Well actually I could give you a total flow chart of how my hopes of a white picket fence and house full of kids and a husband went down hill. Yup and I started it.. I wasn’t loyal and when that went sour I found a replacement cue child and now I’m single.. there have been others past that generally ones who can be ass holes or who aren’t loyal to me but hey I suppose I deserve that.. However I’ve learned my lesson really I have EVERYTIME I get in a relationship I’m convinced that karma is going to ruin it. Isn’t Karma suppose to only be three fold though.. I’m well over three.. Oh well… I do still think that things will work out which is why I quit looking. When I look I settle for whomever will give me the time of day thanks to my low self esteem (Which has gotten better).

So what am I doing now.. working at a job which I do like, however the hours prevent me from spending time with my son or moving out of my mothers because of being oncall. (Yes that is one massive run-on sentence) I hate change though.. I considered moving to Houston/Katy where I can get more money but the problem is I loose my support group of my family. My poor dogs have to stay at work and god do I miss them. Luckily I atleast have my princess Chyna to keep me somewhat occupied though she generally only gives me the time of day when that time of day is dinner time.

Which brings me to my last point of where am I going from here. Hell if I know. Right now Im going to ride the wave until I reach the beach then get up and figure it out. Planning is not my strong suit by any means. I would be happy as hell to go through life as it comes rather than planning but if I ever want to get anywhere and accomplish anything.. I’ve found I really need to. So perhaps I will figure it out one day.. just not today

So yea I am kinda dieting and I have lost weight but with being on call updating this thing is insane. So instead I figured that I post something.

I got my results and Im an offically an RVT pretty cool huh? I thought so. It was hell getting there but I can do anything I put my mind to.

My son has been sick.. not fun he’s still got energy but he also has the volume to go along with it.  For some reason if he doesnt feet good he just gets louder. Its all out or crashed out.

We took Colby to the dog park on sunday and he did great! Payton had issues but again I dont think he was feeling 100% either. Colby made a few new friends and got to play with his brother and sister until she decided to stand up for him and go after a boston who was picking on them.

Work is going to kill me very slowly. If I cant totally shut out my entire life outside of work I cant concentrate worth crap. Today I was to worried about Payton that I could not get stuff done in a timely manner. No matter how hard I tried.

Luckily though Im no longer on call, which is fast becoming my least favorite times of the month.. I prefer a monthly visit from aunt flow to being on call.. thats sad huh LOL.

So I have decided to start dieting and in this adventure I have set a few rules so to speak.

1.) Have a Plan .. working to slowly reduce my calorie intake.

2.) Support.. posting here and mom is also dieting too.

3.) Stop eating after 8pm

4.) Admit my current weight and post what I loose .. 249

OK so I did great today only about 1100 calories without really trying. It helps that I cut down the amount of Dr Pepper I drank.

So what brought all this on.. I was on the phone today and I happened to walk by the mirror and realised that while I was holding the phone between my face and my shoulder I had FAT ROLLS keeping it on my shoulder.. ew ew ew.. it was GROSS.. it also helps however that I have been buying nicer clothes and feel better about myself and worth looking nice! So wish me luck!

The day started off easy enough.. slept in (til 7:30) sat on the couch with my baby boy till it was time for him to go to his dads. Then I got the messages. Wanna go to a Pampered Chef Party, Wanna go to Victoria. This of course would mean I’d have to leave my couch but I said yes anyway!

The pampered chef party was fun my second one to go to and the best recipe I have ever seen for breakfast. Mom and Court were both there we all spent money then headed back to my house to let everyone get their cars.

Now the trip to Victoria was where it went down hill.. Well atleast my bank balance did. Kohls for shoes, HEB for Gas, Cato for a new shirt, Victoria Secret for the only thing that fits me in that place.. perfume, Petsmart for a Birthday Present, Olive Garden for Pasta and wine that I HOPE my sister didnt drink all  of because it was amazing and all I got was the free taste test because I was driving. It was nice though we had a blast I was soooo tired when I got home yet I stayed up watching Pit Boss until.. well I dont know how long because I totally fell asleep but I know my head hit the pillow at 1:45.

Todays mission: Go out tonight IF AND ONLY IF I clean this house to reward myself Besides I need pants and a pair of shoes to match the shirt I bought.

As a tech I have learned that your vets want things done before they are asked. For example, dental machines being put together, et tubes out, Propofol out. The funny thing about this is that it does not only apply to surgery type things. This includes coffee in the doctors office made and the ability to charge out injections with only having seen the color of the liquid and the history and the doctors treatment of choice. This is where my head begins to spin for example declaws.. one doctor uses cautery to do it, one uses white nail clippers, and the third uses a scapel. Wow.. Ok so I reached my 90 days of acutally working there and still there are things I dont remember and some I just dont know.

So I have decided that I am going to have each of my doctors write a book with everything from routine vaccine protocol to diaphramatic hernias. When they get done with this I will read them and study them .. of course by that time something new will come out and one of them will change to it. LOL This whole post springs from two situations over the past three days.

I told one doctor that I want to remember everything like the other two techs. I want to have everything ready and think of things before its needed. The doctor laughed and said I would in time.. then I was preping a very matted poodle and cut the skin with the clippers. Of course this opened up the door for the Doctor to tell me not to do as the other tech and get over zealous with the clippers. BLAH BLAH BLAH LOL

The second one was I REMEMBERED THE PROPOFOL SYRINGE! How many people get excited about that?! ME!! The doctor was excited to he told me that I was one step closer to supertechdom.

Oh another funny thing.. I had to stick my finger in a bulldog’s butt while it was in surgery heheheh Yes I did wear a glove!

I will be the very first to tell you that I love my job. I help peoples four legged family members get back to being just that beloved happy and healthy.  I have come along way in the time that I have been at my job too. I love helping new puppies and in an odd way I think sometimes laying a body to rest that has given up is also a good thing. Sometimes its hard, yes, but it is also relief at times when all else has failed.

Today was another one of my long days seeing a whole mess of pets with the whole spectrum of problems. As much fun as this is I wake up at 5 o’clock these mornings and dont get home til 8 at night. (This is on a non on call week where I may be there as late as 10) Can I just tell you that when you are as overweight as I am your feet are not designed to be on them this long. My body fell asleep about 2 hours ago but I leave my paid job to my second full time job of my son LOL My job with nonmonitary commission just lots of smiles, hugs, and the occasional mental break down. So as I write this and my eyes find it harder to focus I just wanted to take the time to remind myself of how much I love both of my jobs no matter how tired I am at the end of the day.

Tags: love, sleep, tired, work

Rimadyl is a Non Steroidal Anti-Inflammatory drug for dogs. Its very usefull for arthritis and for baby dogs who cant take the pain of a neuter.

I think it is offical I own the bigest baby of a pitbull! From the time I have brought him home he has been whining and trying to lick. Some vicious pitbull I have huh?

Colby is currently laying in his kennel whining like I just killed his puppy. I suppose I did in an odd way I took his manhood. Well I didnt infact I didnt even go in the surgery suite.. infact I left for lunch! I am kinda odd in the fact I like believing that Payton, Mom, and Colby are all full of bubble wrap and packing peanuts it works better for me that way.

The current drug count on my dog is half of a 75mg Rimadyl, and 50mg of Benedryl his normal evening dose. Wow may something start to kick in before I loose my mind. My poor little puppy boy is in pain.

Tags: Colby, Pain, Pitbull, Rimadryl, Surgery