Monday Monday - What a Day!

Lucy, the Springer turned 11 on last Friday. She has always been high energy. Springers are well known for that. She is our third one over the course of our married life and by far the most high strung.

I love this dog like crazy. She is loving and spirited. 

She has been having seizures for some time now. They had long intervals between them for a year or more, but they are beginning to come more along the lines of monthly and much worse.

Last month, our vet and I decided it was time to try some medicine. He wanted to try Xanax since it is a much better class of drugs than some of the others.

We thought we had come upon the right dosage to keep them under control, but this weekend proved we were wrong.

Saturday night I took them out to do their business right before bed. She was nuts. I was running her down and managed to get her in the house. I thought she was just being her spirited self because I am getting much better at seeing the warning signs. She becomes real needy.

Saturday night, I got her in the house and down she went. It was shorter than the most recent ones have been and she settled down pretty quickly, so I thought all was going to be ok.

After church, I could tell she had had another one, but after finding her puddle (thankfully on the tile) again I thought it had been mild. I wanted to wait until this morning to get her in to see our vet.

I got up this morning all ready to tackle the day. She seemed fine, so I took off to the gym and the grocery store. No sooner than I got the groceries in and supper in the crockpot, it got crazy around our house.

Never ever think that our home is smooth sailing all the time.

4 seizures in two hours. The vet was in surgery with another dog. By the time I got one mess cleaned up, she was at it again and in between she was crazier than I have ever experienced with her.

Turning over plants, trying to get behind the dryer, bumping into walls...

This kind of behavior went on for HOURS!

I followed all my protocols, but it was insane in this house from about 9:00 to 2:00. I talked with the vet's office throughout.

My daughter came home to help at lunch.

Y'all it was insane.

I was so stressed, but I felt so bad for her.

At 2:00 she laid down for 20 minutes and then back at it again.

We got into the vet's at 3:45. He gave her a shot of Valium and some phenobarbital. 

I brought her home and she still paced.

I gave her another small dose of Xanax at vet's orders around 7:00.

At 8:00 she finally laid down, but she is jumpy at any noise.

I can give her some phenobarbital if needed and I have a Valium shot to give her in the night if she doesn't look like she is coming out of one.

Praying for sleep tonight.

I am completely spent.

Hoping this sweet little baby can rest too.

Sunday - Fun Day

I had a wonderful day at church. 

You may remember during Lent that I said I would be focusing on that after Easter with working two services until school is out. Our church is growing and that is indeed a great thing.

I knew that would not come without a hiccup. 

Last week, I was all set to do my two times with my sweet little four year olds. Never in a million years would I have thought I would LOVE working with preschoolers, but I do! 

The first service was great, then the next came, and they needed someone quickly to take over the three year olds for that service. They came into the four year old room which was loaded with helpers and asked for a volunteer. 

You have never head such silence:)

Well, I couldn't stand that, so off I went. We salvaged the hour with a ton of 3's and I thought ---not bad. 

They will surely have someone to take that hour next week. (SMILE)

Around midweek, the email came out to volunteers thanking us all for our flexibility in the Sunday after Easter with our new added service and new times.....etc.

Then the room assignments were posted...

Yep, you guessed it, the hiccup. I would be doing 4's at the first service and 3's the second service.

Followed a day later by a sweet card from our preschool director.

I went with a cheerful attitude this morning. 

Pooh on you Satan! I can like 3 year olds.

AND I DID!

I had a wonderful day in there with great helpers.

A quick tip for all you preschool teachers... 

Our story revolved around Jesus teaching in the temple when he was 12. Our theme this month is "I want to be like Jesus." One of their center activities was to build a temple out of blocks. I showed them a picture of the temple and talked about it...etc.

Little ones never want to tear down their works of art when they have really gotten into the activity.

I pull out my cellphone and snap a photo of it... They always seem to be pleased and ready to tear it down. It is like I have preserved their work.

Works every time!

Then it was off to attend the service myself. It was a great message on worry.

Truly, one can never hear to many sermons on worry. Well, at least not me. I am a worrier by nature.

IT was fabulous! The Scripture was Matthew 6:25-31. Yes, I've read it a ton of times and it always touches my heart. Amazing how God can take something old and it can still be so refreshing to hear it all again.

Then I drove up and these beautiful flowers greeted me. 

"Solomon in all of glory did not clothe himself like one of these (lilies)." I think that would be roses, geraniums, and daisies as well.

Then later I was visiting Mama and she has quite a little garden growing at her place. She brought some amaryllis  bulbs with her from Brewton.

Grateful,

Sandy