Frustrating day, not much to say
Sep. 24th, 2006 05:20 pmWe had steak for dinner last night. Lucky loved steak. When I ate upstairs by myself--we tend to fix the food and then wander off separately to watch TV or do whatever--he'd run up with me and whimper, and I'd pull off a very few small, lean pieces of meat for him. And then I would say "CHEW IT," and he would make very deliberate chomping motions, rather than swallowing it whole. I'm not sure he actually chewed it any more thoroughly, but somehow I had trained him (through repeated demonstrations on my part) to believe that moving his mouth a lot would result in more steak. He was a very, very smart dog.
A different vet, whose name I can't even begin to spell, was on duty when George brought Lucky in, so the primary vet, the one who usually treated Lucky, called my mom to find out what happened. Somewhat to our surprise, even he was shocked. Mom says that he had her go through the entire story all over again--I kind of wish she'd had him to talk to me, because I was the one who was there; not that she got the details wrong, but the story was getting progressively he-said-that-she-said-that-he-said. And the primary vet, the one who owns the practice, was really sweet and said that Lucky had been a good dog--he must see our dogs at least once a month, if only for their skin problems and much-needed baths, so he knows them pretty well. In fact, he had just seen Lucky two weekends before to give him a steroid shot for his itching, and he's baffled as to what happened. Not like it's a mystery to medical science or anything; he says it probably was a clot or, to add a new theory to the pile, possibly a heart anomaly. But it's just one of those things that, no matter how many years you've practiced, apparently, and no matter how many times you've seen it before, you never see it coming.
In other news, my sister has finally consented to let Lucky be cremated. She was kind of trying to avoid the entire issue altogether, even though cremation was pretty much the only option that made any sense. So now it's a fait accompli.
I cried for a couple of minutes Friday morning, but the weekend has been tear-free. It's not that I want to bottle it up or anything, but I did a lot of crying the night it happened and a good bit more the next day, and I can't stop thinking about him as it is. I'm just hoping that if I can ease into some kind of acceptance and not cry, I'll have a shot at functioning in some normal fashion, constantly distracted or not.
I can't believe it's only been four days. It feels like it's been weeks already.
The ending to the "three missing kids" story is so terrible that I'm not even going to link to it. You want to know, go to cnn.com. Seriously. It's awful.
Something I want to ask y'all, although I suspect it's more of a rhetorical question at the end of the day: there are things I can't get into because they're family business, and not even my business at that, so it's not really my laundry to air. So that's why I'm being vague about this. But, that said: why are so many women so psychotic about their grown sons dating? Why? My poor sister has run into so many utterly psychotic women with such death grips on their sons. I mean, I understand a lot of the psychology behind it, but at the end of the day: you can't marry him yourself. LET HIM GO, WOMAN.
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Date: 2006-09-24 11:33 pm (UTC)And you're right about the Illinois story. I was depressed when I heard the first details yesterday, and then heartbroken when I heard the full details today.
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Date: 2006-09-24 11:37 pm (UTC)God, I wish I weren't so curious. O_O
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Date: 2006-09-25 12:00 am (UTC)Same here. :(
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Date: 2006-09-24 11:43 pm (UTC)Therein lies the reason behind every "evil mother-in-law" archetype, ever.
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Date: 2006-09-25 06:36 am (UTC)I miss the little bugger every day.
cheers
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Date: 2006-09-25 01:05 am (UTC)See, its just not the psychotic mama's its the men too.
Good riddance I'd say...now your sister needs to reexamine why she chooses such babies to start.
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Date: 2006-09-25 06:02 pm (UTC)Also, you always hear that if there's a pattern like that in your life, then it's not happening because of all the separate other people -- it's something you're seeking out for some reason, even though probably not consciously . . . just a thought.
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Date: 2006-09-25 01:09 am (UTC)Part of the reason is I think a lot of single mothers have used their sons as stand-ins for regular mates (just as a "man to lean on," not sexually, cause, ew), and/or as best friends and confidants. I can see my sister doing this to her son, and it worries me. I think there's a film on this very subject (and starring Kyra Sedgwick) floating around somewhere. Chuck Palahnuik (sp?) touches on this a bit in Fight Club, I think. At any rate, it is worrisome and for the girls who love these guys, highly annoying.
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Date: 2006-09-25 01:36 am (UTC)That's so sweet. A very smart dog indeed. :)
I dunno about the mother thing, but it reminds me of a woman I helped at work one time. Her son had just gotten married and she wanted to frame his favorite recipe that she used to make for him because, as she said, her new daughter-in-law never made it right so she thought that maybe framing it and putting it in the kitchen "might help her". The way she said it and the smile on her face made it pretty clear that she didn't like said daughter-in-law.
I had no choice but to smile and help her, but if I'd been the daughter-in-law, I think I'd be pretty insulted.
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Date: 2006-09-25 02:18 am (UTC)(My MIL is perfectly fine, the only real issue I have is that she says she wants to be with the grandkids, but she really doesn't choose to pay much attention to them. Her loss.)
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Date: 2006-09-25 07:59 am (UTC)(I might have actually read the book, if we're thinking of the same one - he's a nice guy but the profile can be a bit spot on XD and his mum likes me, so yay! it's MY parents he has to worry about 0_o)
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Date: 2006-09-25 03:44 am (UTC)Where exactly are you guys going to keep Lucky's ashes? I assume you'd be most comfortable in keeping him, no? I know I go on about my dog far too much this being your time of grief and I'm very sorry for that, but Ruby was cremated as well and I've kept her the entire time because my sister can never get herself to take her, as much as she said before that she'd like to trade between her room and mine. I'm completely comfortable keeping her with me, but I'm just saying to be prepared for that sort of thing because bringing her home in the first place tore me up as much as the day we lost her.
Protective mothers scare me. My mother's like that over my brother, and I hate it, absolutely hate it. The reasoning of course is that every mother wants the best for her children, but I'd think when they reach 30 and they're still at home with you, you'd best be concerned for him never getting a woman rather than one that will break his heart, or God forbid, argue with him from time to time. It's just plain silly, s'all.
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Date: 2006-09-25 04:02 am (UTC)God, that's awful. And I could have done without the details of why the police missed finding them the first time. What a damned lousy situation.
--Kris
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Date: 2006-09-25 07:46 am (UTC)Ugh, I feel for your sister. Putting the batshit of a can't-let-go mother aside, it's also shudderingly creepy.
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Date: 2006-09-25 07:54 am (UTC)On the other hand, my parents are still in denial about me (a girl) having a boyfriend. "Saving my dignity", don't let the man be a "big hero" and all that. Yes, he is my first boyfriend, but there's no need to be paranoid, sheesh. :P