Sunday, September 19, 2010

A Great Way to Lose 10 Pounds...Roundworms!

It's been a long month, people...

Have you ever seriously pined for something, but successfully warded off the pining for a long, long time? Then suddenly you give in to the pining, and suddenly, you have a puppy with worms and a controversial diet plan? Yeah...me too...

Here's how it went down.

August 2007-August 13th, 2010: *Sigh* I ("I" being, any of us, at any given time) want a chihuahua soooooooo badly! (don't judge on the breed). Family pines on and off, each experiencing moments of weakness, but some have waves of sanity, staving off a puppy purchase...

August 14th, 2010:

Me to hubby: I really want a dog. Maybe it's the right time?

Hubby: Yeah...I think so...

Me: It wouldn't hurt to check the 'Net...

Hubs: No, it wouldn't

Me: Oh look! So cute! It wouldn't hurt to call...

Hubs: Nope, it would not.

Me: OH! *Blah blah blah about details* Well...should we drive the 1 1/2 hours to see the pups?

Hubs: We're not doing anything else...why not...we don't have to buy one, we can just look...

Me: Of course! Let's just look...

That night...after a haz-mat type cleaning of the pup AND my family (the breeder's home was, well, not too clean)...

Me: I can't believe we got a puppy!

Hubs: He's pretty cute...

Audge: I LOVE him! He's SO cute! He's SO adorable! I am so happy I could cry!

Jake: Ack! He keeps licking me!

*bliss for 48 hours*

August 16th:

Dog won't wake up.

Seriously. Cute as can be, sleeping, but, will.not.wake.up.

Vet appointment soon.

Vet: "He is experiencing extreme hypoglycemia, he could go into a coma and DIE (emphasis mine of course)...we need to keep him for a few hours."

Audge sobs. I try to stay positive. Don't want pup to die!

Finally we get to pick him back up. And OH! By the way...he has coccidia...and roundworms.

ROUNDWORMS???

Get home. Get on 'Net.

Freak.out.

From here it is kind of a blur. I start a cleaning regimen of my home, the outside of my home, the pup, my kids, myself, and anything else I can reach with a vacuum, bottle of bleach, or a flame thrower. OK not really...I also become crazy about potty training...my goal is to NEVER let him poop in the house. Which means I don't leave his side. I don't sleep. I barely eat...

ACK A FLEA!

Seriously? Remember, I freak about fleas. Nasty little buggers...they move FAST!

Dawn dishsoap kills them. Pup gets several baths. Several. He smells like clean dishes.

I do nothing but cry, clean, and search the Internet...pup is nearly in a constant sudsy, quarantined state...

August 18th:

Pup manages to sneak a poo in his kennel...and he eats it.

I have a nervous breakdown, and tell hubs I am not sure I can do this anymore. I start concocting a blatant lie plan to explain to kids that the pup they LOVE WITH THEIR ENTIRE BEINGS was only visiting and must go back to his old family...at 11pm at night. In another town. Hubs talks me down from my panic attack...he's good that way.

I get on the scale. I realize I am losing weight, that I couldn't lose with constant diet and exercise, at an almost alarming rate. Oh stress and constant vacuuming...how effective it is!

ANOTHER FLEA? FRICK! I vacuum like a madwoman and administer more Dawn dish soap baths. I give in to flea and tick meds, finally understanding the necessity of it all...

August 19th to basically, well, today:

I continually ride a wave of complete insanity, calling any medical person and/or vet I know, trying to figure out how to manage to survive this roundworm infestation without driving my family crazy and dropping under 130 pounds. Kids' arms and hands are starting to crack from all the washing. Neighbors give me weird looks as I bleach and rinse the sidewalk. Pup, all 2 pounds of him, thinks nothing of being put under the bathroom faucet to be washed about 1,354 times a day. I manage not to pass out when I see worms fall off his poo. I demand de-worming meds from the vet office, according to my several Internet searches. He should be cleared of them by now...I am awaiting another stool sample result.

I break down and buy a litter box for him. You'll all hear about it when it arrives on Tuesday...

If you know nothing about dog roundworms, look it up on your own. If you are thinking of getting a puppy. RESEARCH EVERYTHING! And in fact, have a vet appointment set up immediately, and make sure the breeder has PROOF of de-worming and vaccinations.

I haven't weighed this little in quite a while. Roundworms will do that to you.

As you see I have found a moment to share all of this with you. I even had him added to my banner...he's gonna be a hot, hot topic for a long, long time...

So, if you love this craziness, please comment, send some love and support, or names of therapists, my way. It's the only way I will manage to find my way to the computer, between the laundry, dog washing, and panic attacks, to keep you all updated.

Oh and by the way, I looooooooove him...

He is our Zimmy. And through thick and thin (if I stay thin) he's here to stay.

Welcome to the Z Chronicles...

9 comments:

DG at Diary of a Mad Bathroom said...

Oh, I was so going down the "get rid of the dog" road until I saw that precious face. That face could bring peace to the middle east.

Creative Junkie said...

OMFG.

*falling to my knees and collapsing in relief that I only have to deal with stubborn bowels on Oliver*

I don't know what to say, other than I'm so sorry! I honestly don't know how you're doing it. One worm sighting and I'd have been done.

Although he is pretty darn cute.

ModernMom said...

Oh Kim...he is the cutest little pain in the ass I have ever seen. I hope you are through the worst. Sending you hugs my friend!

hawkbrwn said...

i started to type out a response here, and then realized it was getting long enough it wasn't just a comment-sized comment. so, i turned it into a blog post FOR YOU.

it's here:
http://e3p2s.blogspot.com/2010/09/fear-of-worms-fear-of-larvae-for-kim.html

love you! have fun with the cute little dish soap laden thing!

katems said...

oh my dear god, i feel for you when you describe how close you were to nervous breakdown! what a nightmare!
little Z is lucky you got him though, and is lucky that you're helping him so much, because it sounds like he was *really* sick before you started to take care of him. so awesome. all your terrible cleaning, vet bills, and weight loss will end and you'll still have a sweet little puppy dog who loves you like crazy.

w said...

ok. first of all. i'm not first.

second of all. i'm not even second.

and c. tzimmy is not happy that you clipped his wings. haahahahahaah. man. i don't think i'll ever stop telling that one.

i'm so glad you're blogging again. mainly because you have a big giveaway to do soon.

The Retired One said...

Yikes! What an ordeal!!! Don't you wonder why the Universe provides us our wishes and then sits back and laughs their asses off? You will learn from this experience and in the process become physically fit and have a new (puppy) soul to love.

SPEAKING FROM THE CRIB said...

he is SO CUTE i want to wrap him in a taco with rice and refried beans and eat him, worms and all

ahhhhhhhhhh i THINK i told you to NOT get a dog ... but did you listen? noooooooooooooooooooooooo

darn bloggers

glad to see you are back, you have been missed xoxoxoxo

Aries said...

He is so cute, if I were there with you I might have took one home too. Can't resist that face. My son had been bugging us for a pet dog for years, we got him a rabbit instead. Now we have to wait till the rabbit pass away before we can consider having a dog. Which give me ample time to prepare myself because once we have a dog / puppy it would eventually be my responsibility. Hope you have a lovely week ahead.

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