Is it just mine, or do people not use the doorbell anymore?

I actually have two door bells. One is traditional which rings chimes and the other is a wireless device that flashes a light in my bedroom and living room. However, I’ve noticed over the last few months that nobody seems to use either of them anymore. I’ve checked that they’re working and they are. So why would people choose to knock rather than use a door bell?

I can understand knocking after ringing the bell that doesn’t ring. However, it seems that people don’t try either door bells they just knock. The problem with this is that I often miss a knock.

I don’t hear it and Kai isn’t trained to alert to knocks as I’ve found that people knock on tables, walls, objects fairly commonly throughout the day and it would be intrusive to have him alerting me to those knocks.

Perhaps I just need a sign that says to please ring the doorbell!

Velvet boy is home….

Kai went to the groomers today. He usually goes about every 6 weeks. However, for a number of reasons it was closer to 2 months between clips this time. I dropped off a scruffy, dirty dog and got back a velvet boy very happy to be home.

I keep Kai in what’s called a ‘kennel’ or ‘puppy’ clip. It’s very short and as a result when he’s first clipped he feels like crushed velvet. When his coat is longer it’s more like the curly wool of a sheep as he has hair rather than fur. That’s why standard poodles are considered hypoallergenic by many.

He has his face and paws clipped even tighter which helps keep him clean and also helps me with his working gear. He wears a halti when he’s working and often has to wear boots either because of the hot sidewalks in summer, or the snow, ice and salt in winter.

While he was being groomed I took the opportunity to take Molly for a walk on her own. We met up with a friend and had a short walk in the drizzle along the boardwalk. Molly enjoyed the morning without Kai.

Right now she’s been pushed down the couch so that Kai can get back in next to me. She’s very tolerant of him as he’s very insistent on being next to me. She loved bedtime though when there’s space for both of them to be next to me! It’s a good job I’m single as I’m not quite sure where we’d fit another person in with the three of us and I have a king-size bed!!

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p style=”text-align: justify;”>Thankfully it was a quiet day for me. I try to plan Kai’s grooming days for such time as I find it very hard to manage without him. I forget how much I rely on him, until days like today when he’s just not there. I even had to pick my own cell phone up when I dropped it this morning!

Welcome home, Kai!

One more rabbit hole dealt with…..

On the Easter weekend I took the decision not to blog for a few weeks. My health had gone down another rabbit hole and I was finding it overwhelming to deal with. Now that I’m through the worse of the rabbit hole it’s time to start blogging again.

Yesterday I had surgery. The thought of this surgery terrified me. I am allergic to general anesthesia and have come very close to death several times in the past thanks to it. However, I have to give a huge shout out to my surgical team. My surgeon and anesthetist took my concerns seriously and agreed to operate using just local anesthesia and sedation. As long as I could tolerate it. If I couldn’t then they’d have to put me under but would use different drugs than usual in an effort to stop the adverse reactions I’ve had in the past.

Apparently, I’m a superstar! I not only tolerated it but I tolerated it under such mild sedation I was allowed to go home the same day, rather than stay overnight as we’d been expecting that I’d need to do.

Today, I’m sore and morphine is my friend. However, aside from the surgical site itself I feel pretty good.

I now have to wait three weeks for the pathology results of the mass that was removed. All along the belief has been that it’s probably benign, and in fact when biopsied last year it was found to be benign then. However, since then the mass grew and changed in ways that made it imperative that it was removed.

If it’s not benign and I need to deal with radiation therapy or chemotherapy then I’m ready for it. Nothing is as scary as the thought of the surgery itself. Now that I’ve survived that I can deal with anything.

It was a very strange few weeks recently as part of me was completely convinced that I wasn’t going to survive the surgery; that I’d have an allergic reaction and die. It was an odd position to be in.

Yet once I arrived for the surgery itself and it became clear how much work the day surgery team had done to be ready for me; setting up a completely latex free operating theater just for me; making sure everybody knew at every handover that I have multiple allergies, was absent my service dog, and that I’m deaf; I felt more optimistic.

So this is a HUGE shout out to the day surgery team at my local hospital. They made a terrifying experience as positive as it could possibly be and made me feel validated and understood throughout.

Now I just have to take it easy for a while and let everything heal. One more scar for my collection!

Just for one day I started to feel like myself again….

Yesterday I felt like myself again, just for a day. It was wonderful. I packed up snacks and emergency survival equipment, loaded up the dogs and hit the road. It was wonderful to feel well enough to just drive….

So Molly, Kai and I went to visit the home of Winnie-the-Pooh, White River, Ontario.

The day was mostly spent driving as it’s a good 4 1/2 hours from Sault Ste. Marie. However, it was a nice sunny day for the most part. Though I drove through two storms on the way home just in time to beat the massive thunderstorm that hit last night.

Some gorgeous views and amazing sights. I saw moose and birds of prey. The lakes were starting to unfreeze so the edges were mixed between waves and open water and icebergs. Some of the waterfalls were just flourishing with the snowmelt.

I loved the sense of humour of whoever was naming some of the lakes. At one point there was ‘Mom Lake’ and ‘Dad Lake’ just next to it. Just as I was wondering what you’d call a third lake I came upon ‘Orphan Lake’ just far enough from Mom and Dad to be orphaned!

It was a lovely day out and the dogs loved the ride and the walk by the Winnie-the-Pooh memorial. Next time we’ll have to go when the museum is actually open and see if I can handle the scents.

However, for right now just getting out for the day was such a huge step for me after almost a year of being mostly housebound. I’m only extending my limits to my vehicle but now that I’m well enough to drive like that again…. it’s wonderful!!

Even with the thunderstorm last night all three of us slept well last night!!

Healing is not linear

I’ve had a few more down days recently which reminded me of something I knew, but had forgotten: healing isn’t linear. It’s not like once you’ve turned a corner it’s a straight line to full recovery. In fact, in this case I’m not likely to ever attain the same level of health that I had before. Anaphylaxis is a life threatening condition that has always been a component of my life but is now a cornerstone of every thought and action.

Whereas before I was sometimes a little careless about my allergies I now know I can’t afford to be, even once. In the past I was able to be present if an orange was peeled as long as I got out fast and self-medicated with additional anti-histamines. I don’t have that luxury any more. Just being in the presence of a citrus scented body wash for less than a minute was enough to trigger a severe asthma attack.

My only solution is avoidance. Unfortunately it’s not that easy to totally avoid citrus as it’s prevalent everywhere. So I also take huge doses of antihistamines carefully timed throughout a day to give me as close to 24 hours cover as we can. This doesn’t stop the reaction but it allows me to get out of my own home occasionally, under careful precautions.

As for my environmental sensitivities, reactions to scents generally… I have a new best friend: a personal air purifier. The one I”m using is the FreshAir Personal Air Purifier by Aerus. I wear this round my neck for my lung rehab and either it’s a very expensive placebo or it’s effective. I’ve been able to be in the same elevator as another lady who I can tell is wearing a heavy scent as I can smell it as she moves past me but stood a few feet apart I’m not being triggered into asthma or reactions. I wouldn’t like to chance it for more than a minute or so but it allows me a little bit more of a normal life.

Though between Kai (my service dog), my Epi pens, inhalers and now this purifier as well as all the medication I’m taking daily it does seem a little insane at times.

Talking of Kai – his natural alerts to my inhaler use is continuing. This isn’t a trained task and I don’t know what he picks up on though he seems to be paying specific attention to my breath. However, I forgot to take my inhaler before rehab. on Tuesday. It’s one that I need to take before exercise. I didn’t make even half a lap before he did a full alert having tried to get my attention more subtly he escalated his alerts to full paws up. At which point I knew I needed to do something but wasn’t quite sure what so I headed back to the rehab. office as I’d been feeling dizzy that day already. As soon as we were there he alerted to my bag. As my other inhaler was in my pocket I now knew what I needed. Took my inhaler and Kai settled just fine.

He really enjoys my off-balance days because he gets to work counter-balance where he pulls a little against a harness in the opposite direction to that which I’m off-balance in. Like most dogs he loves to pull so it’s a fun task for him though apparently its fascinating for others to watch him constantly adjusting his pull to keep me balanced.

Kai is a real superstar! He’s saved my life now more times than I care to imagine.

Anyway, today was a good day on that non-linear progress. The thing to remember of course, that even though there will be bad days I am finally recovering from the depths of where I was and that is something to be thankful for.

Such a pretty boy….

So we both survived our time apart, Kai came home looking very handsome. However, he’d caused some concerns while being groomed as he’d peed pretty much constantly not just when I arrived to pick him up.

So today we headed to the vets. The good news is that Kai doesn’t have a bladder infection, nor does he have diabetes. He does have a touch of staining between the pads of his feet and the tip of his penis from licking. Apparently there’s something in a dog’s saliva that can turn white hair red. Nothing serious though as the skin underneath wasn’t inflamed or infected so I just need to watch for excessive licking and most likely his hair will go back to being white in those places in the summer when he doesn’t have ice and salt to lick off.

Sorry Kai – looks like winter boots for you more often next year!

My thanks to the new groomers for their concern. However, unfortunately we think it was a reaction from the bad groom and being at a strange groomers. Hopefully, next time it won’t be so new to him and he’ll relax. However, as he hasn’t continued with the uncontrollable peeing since I picked him up and didn’t pee in the vets office we’re pretty sure it was more like a little kid peeing themselves when they’re scared.

That’s mixed news. I hate the fact that he had a bad groom that caused it. Especially as the groomer used had been grooming him since I got him and had always done a great job before. It must have just been an off day. However, I won’t risk him there again. So I’ll let his coat grow out a little longer this time before his next groom and hopefully all will be OK.

He certainly looks like a handsome boy today, even upside down!

Oh, as for me. I was right, one fall, a few bruises and a couple of mild asthma attacks. The lung rehab. program staff commented on how much more off-balance I was without him and how much more I needed to hold on without him providing counter balance for me. It’s amazing to think how much more restricted my life would be without him. I’m so grateful for his love and presence in my life. Good boy Kai!

On my own today….

Kai is getting a well deserved rest today and going to the doggy spa for a bath, groom and to have his feet and teeth cleaned. He usually loves going. However, at his last groom they must have used dull clippers and he came home some what unevenly cut with razor burn in a number of places. I was not at all happy!

The problem is that Kai likely never reacted to being hurt. Part of his Service Dog training is to stay calm while being trodden on, pinched and pulled at. Much as I watch out for him so that these things shouldn’t happen, sometimes they do and he has to react calmly. So he’s unlikely to have let the groomer know how much he was being hurt.

Today, he goes to a new groomer. Who will have very explicit instructions to use new blades on him and to check him closely so that he doesn’t get hurt again. She’ll also be warned that he loves toothpaste so don’t leave it in his reach if she wants any left!

Lastly while he’s virtually grown out of his excited peeing, his last bastion is to not pee when he sees me after our being apart. So I’ll be warning them to expect the flood, Much as the mess isn’t that much fun to deal with; there is something kind of sweet about somebody being so excited to see you that they can’t control their bodily functions 😉

My vet thinks that this will be the last element of the excited peeing to go but that he still needs to mature some more for us to see it happen. Interestingly, even when his excited peeing was at his worse he has never, ever peed when working except when commanded to do so.

Anyway, so today I have to get by without my other half for part of the day. I have extra anxiety medications to take to help curb the panic attacks at being out without him. He’s my safety backup in so many ways. Even at rehab. I’ll have to remember to stand closer to hand rails and walls as he won’t be there to provide counter balance for me. I’ll need to monitor my own breathing and the staff will be monitoring my Blood Pressure and heart rate more frequently than normal, just to be on the safe side.

Service dogs provide such great independence that sometimes we forget just how much they do for us. Until a day like today comes along and you have to manage without them. Then we are harshly reminded how much harder life is without having them along to mitigate our disabilities. The chances are that I will fall, bruise and have at least one asthma attack while he is away at the groomers. All of which are issues he would have prevented. Likewise I’m sure that I’ll offend somebody talking to me as I won’t have Kai’s cue that they’re speaking to me

It’s going to be a tough day but one that Kai and I will be better for. He’ll be nice and clean and have had a complete break from working for a few hours and I’ll get by. Though even now I’m counting down the hours until I can pick him up again and he hasn’t even been dropped off yet!