Betsy "Mom...wooof wooof it was April's
(the minpin) Idea"
There ain't nothin' worse than a drunken dawg..
But a real close second.. is a hammered hawg..
Or a riled up rabbit, maybe a slammie-hammie,
(but nobody's ever caught them on the digi-cammie)
But a drunken dawg, now they'll cause great worry,
'Cause them dawgs git real drunk.. quick - fast - in a hurry.
The drunken dawgs don't care, where their legs will hike,
Why I saw one hike on the mailman.. after they tied him to the spike!
And they cuss like ol' tomcats, they cuss of a storm..
A drunken dawg can cuss and cuss.. just ain't in the norm.
They teeter and totter and fall flat on their faces,
Them drunken dawgs.. they be some salty dags.. causing' all those
tail chases.
Why I heard a story - how they ruined a whole town..
They drank and they drank from sun-up till sun-down.
And the story goes on, or so I am told,
'Bout how them drunken dawgs made Betsy's mom - grow old <sigh>
very old.
They say ol' Betsy, in her true drunken way,
Burped in her mom's face and made her faint dead away.
Oh.. trust me dear neighbor, my sweet dear friend..
If you ever meet a drunken dawg, you'll never want to again.
'Cause there ain't nothin' worse than a drunken dawg, boy howdy!
Them drunken dawgs.. danged drunken dawgs.. they sure get loudy!
by Charlene Cain ©2002
Date: Sat, 14 Sep 2002 18:50:11 EDT
Holy POOOOO!!!
So last night April (ndd mini pin) is staggering around--having fits
(that usually end with seizures--this is something she has always done--dont
know why) vomiting, diarrhea (with a streak of blood) and just basically
scaring the hell out of me(couldnt get a BG reading to save my soul)...Puppy
barfs dinner and I freak out--then Betsy barfs, then Molly gets sick---I
say "What in the hell is going on?" and "There goes tomorrows curve all
to hell"...we also found a bottle of baby aspirin with most of them eaten....ARGGGHHH
APRIL!!!!
Today everyone is fine---Mom goes outside...we are outside working...Come
back inside and mom says "Jeri what is that sawdust looking stuff outside--the
dogs are eating it"...
"WHAT?????" I look at Jim--he goes running and it seems that
a few weeks ago he found some grain left over from the previous tenant
so he "tried" to throw it over the dog fence into the big woods and part
of it landed inside the dog yard--well for the past few days it has rained
a bit--ok more than a bit--and now the grain is turning into alcohol---so
I had drunk dogs yesterday!!!
I was going to take them into the hospital to have them all checked
but at 85.00 each thought well if they all don't die b4 monday we will
just go to the reg vet with the live ones!!!
I am going to attempt to do a curve tomorrow provided nothing else
happens...I tell ya 4 dogs and that mini pin is worse than 40 toddlers
in a closet--I know she started it all...and I don't dare check BGS as
I know everyone is off the board high from the juiced up grain they all
ate!!!Anyway--Jim got rid of the grain--they are all searching for their
snack (ha ha its gone--solved that one i did)--and everyone is back to
acting like normal---April couldn't have had a hangover because I know
she is the one that ate the aspirin....she is lucky she didn't hurt herself
or she would have bled to death internally!! She is going potty normal
now with no blood...
Whats next????
Love n Hugs
Jeri
Date: Sun, 15 Sep 2002 16:26:23 EDT
Here are the curves so far and the issue with Betsys hypo last night--I
will start with the curves then tell you about the hypo---
Puppy's Curve
Time BG
Comments
0650am 204
ate and 6 units of NPH
0915am 360
walk
1130am 307
0130pm 379
0330pm 426
walk
*still doing BGs every two hours until 930 tonight--but it is looking
like we
will be going up on her insulin
Betsys Curve
Time
BG Comments
1230am 17
Hypo--given karo syrup and a glazed donut
1257am 89
I went back to bed
0700am 140
ate and 7 units of NPH (down from 9 units)
0915am 77
0945am 73
snack (1 piece of whole wheat bread)
1134am 115
0130pm 96
0330pm 237
walk (short one)
**still have more to do---
Seems like Betsy has been the most affected by the Keg party...as she
was hypo last night...kids came screaming into my room that something was
wrong so I staggered upstairsand found her having "body hiccups" and snapping
her jaws in the air as if she was trying to catch imaginary flies....I
was a bit confused being roused from a deep sleep and thought "what the
hell now??" then I remembered she was a diabetic (duh) so I ran for
the test kit and she staggered out into the kitchen behind me where she
promptly collapsed....I checked her bg and it was 17,...ran for the karo,
asked everyone where it was then realized I was starring right at it...rubbed
it into her gums and she licked it off my fingers faster than I could drip
it all over the place...I had a 12 pack of pepsi sitting on the floor next
to me and told the kids to hand me a bowl--she started licking the pepsi
until she got the first hit of the fizz and then stopped--I swirled my
karo--ey fingers in it until it was flat then she drank all of it--waited
about 5 mintues and she was still "hiccupping and snapping" so I grabbed
a glazed donut and she scarfed that down---waited a few more minutes and
she stopped acting funny then I rechecked her and her bg was 89....it seemed
like it was forever but the meter assures me it was only 22 minutes between
readings---I was so stupid from being woken up and dragged around the house
that I said to the family (everyone was up by now) "k--I'm goin back to
bed--if she starts up again let me know"....mom (poor woman) stayed up
all night watching her sleep....Betsy started to have a dream and twitched
a little and mom almost came unglued--she woke her up to make sure she
was OK...OMG I am going to have to install a door bell from upstairs to
downstairs as mom cant yell loud enough to wake me--she said betsy had
been doing that for over 30 minutes when I finally got up there...I asked
why she didnt call 911 and have them call back--our phone would have gotten
me out of bed (for those of you who dont know--my mom is 76 has emphysemea
and osteophorosis--she cant do stairs--our upstairs is actually the first
floor and our bedroom is in the basement.So this a.m. I downed her insulin
by 2 units just in case it was over a
bit---but I think it was because of the Keg party they all got into---
I will post the rest of the curves later...
Love n Hugs
Jeri
Picture of the real culprits will go here!! |
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I want to thank Jeri for allowing her letters to be used on this site
and for Charls
taking time to write the poem and to Harriet for supplying the original
picture!
This page besides being humourous is meant to show you accidents
with food
and our diabetic furchildren will happen...but it is not the end
of the world.
At least we always hope it isn't....so don't despair try and find
the humourous side!
Judy and Queenie |