It's All about the "Scent"

Yesterday Aspen gave me yet another good scare. It was around this time last year we delt with her allergy nose breathing scare. Yesterday it had everything to do with a TAMPON.

Oh not MY tampon you see. I'm not even on my "thing" for another 2 months! 


I had a friend stay over at my house last night, who was in town for a funeral. When she left the next morning around 5 am to catch her flight back to NC, I got up shortly after around 6 am. Around 20 min or so, I noticed Aspen was no where to be found. I called and called for her. She didn't come. I started to search for her and then I saw it. a roll of bloodied toilet paper leading under neath the bed. I flipped out. There she was WEDGED under our King size bed just staring at me. Giving me the look of "I did something bad mom, so I'm not coming out!" 


I had to get a freakin broom stick to get her out!!! I started to cry hysterically. Our normal vet is closed on sundays, so I had to take her to their sister hospital, a clinic that is 24 hrs. In case you didn't already know this, but any time you take them to a clinic for an emergency, they charge you right off the bat $100 bucks just to see the dog. 


They must of thought I was a real nut going into detail how it wasn't my tampon. Yeah trying explaining that one. So They fed Aspen, gave her a shot to make her throw up. And she thew up everything she had left in her, but the Tampon. I kept thinking "How can this be!?!?" She gets car sick and will throw up food she has eaten HOURS before, how could she not throw up something she ate only 30 min ago!?! 


I was FLIPPING OUT. Mister Wonderful was gone on a church retreat over the weekend. It was the first time I felt completely and utterly alone. I had what felt like some really crucial decisions to make. Of course the worst possible thoughts were running through my mind. How I wasn't ready to say goodbye to my dog, how could this be happening?!? Etc etc...


The Vet tech lady came in and said they wanted to take X rays, so I hurriedly signed the form, glancing at that 300 dollar X ray charge. The Vet kept asking me, Are you certian she swallowed it? At first I was like yes yes she had blood (my friends "flow" blood (ew I know) All over her pretty white mane. They took Aspen in the back, and I told the vet tech girl that I wanted to go home and double check my house just to be certain (since she didn't vomit up the tampon)


So  sped home (thankfully didn't get pulled over) and tore apart our bedroom when low and behold, wedged in the back in a place where light don't shine or where I didn't see it the first time, there, was a wadded up bloodied tampon. Are you freaking kidding me?!? So she didn't ingest it?!?! Holy Moses. 


I called the vet back immediately saying DONT TAKE THE X RAYS she didn't eat it!!! yeah well too late on that one. They  had "just finished". #FML I rarely say that. But yesterday was a day I felt like God was testing me. I feel like I am always being tested by him financially and it sucks. I feel like it's a game. A game to see what shouldn't C Mae spend her money on so she can feel guilty about it later....what she (me) should of spend it on.........It's a never ending battle.  


Moments later I walked out with a dog who reeked of vomit, and a $500 dollar vet bill which pretty much sunk my battle ship for the day. 


I've had all these thoughts---about my future, such as how can I ever afford a child someday, if I can't afford my own dog? I know ppl always say, "in life things will always come up" or "you just make it work" but I don't want to live my life in debt, always paying off on a never ending CC bill? where in that do I get a breather? 


I need to win the lottery. SOMETHING. I'm lucky if I win a bingo game. Charlie Sheen if you ever read this blog, this is one girl that isn't #WINNING :( More like Losing. 


I love my dog more than anything I own. So I guess when it comes down to it, if I had to of racked up 3,000 in an emergency surgery, I probably would of paid it. Aspen is only 5, and I definitely wasn't ready to say goodbye! I honestly take great pride that I have such a healthy dog, a dog that everyone loves, and gives me such great compliments on. To me, that makes having her, and the moronic scares she gives me, worth every penny. A pets love and companionship is truly UNCONDITIONAL. 

As you can see by the photos, she wasn't a happy camper upon coming home. Such a mean mommy for making her vomit for nothing.