Wise
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I shouldn't tell this on myself, but I hope it makes you laugh (or you may just decide to ignore any future posts by the "wise" one. I sometimes think I'm pumpheaded now...without even being a surgical candidate.
I took my dog's medicine this morning. Yes, I did. Beau is an approximately 10 pound Bichon Frise. He has a liver condition (can't remember what it is because I don't have my memory with me - who is Cindy, my wife). He's already been through surgery and was two years old before he could be "fixed." His liver enzymes had to get to a certain level before they'd neuter him. Anyway, in this divergence of telling on myself, after he was neuter he actually filled out and become a much happier and "calmer" male dog.
So, now he takes S-Adenosyl-100 (SAMe) every morning. So this morning, I took my Allegra 180 as I do every morning. Then I went to the kitchen to fill up my bottle with water that I drink from every day. I prime my pump with a big drink of water to get myself "into" water drinking for the day. Well, I had gotten Beau's pill out to give to him after he came back inside from doing his business. Well, just standing there with his pill on the table beside my bottle of water, I was drinking water and just sort of naturally picked up his pill and swallowed it. "Aaaggghh!" was my next utterance.
My other, and worse, confession. Several months ago, I was going through the same routine and instead of swallowing my Allegra 180, I stuck it in my pocket. When the dogs came inside, I took Beau to give him his SAMe and instead I gave him my Allegra. I freaked out! This was before Beau had "filled out" and he weighed closer to six pounds. I called the vet ASAP and after they laughed at me, they told me to get him there ASAP because at his size he could have real problems. They gave him something to make him throw up, then had to try something else when he didn't respond as they wished. Eventually he ended up spewing all over their floor. Poor dog wasn't feeling to great and was still rather groggy that day. He probably didn't sneeze though.
So, this morning my wife told me that I needed to call the vet and go to his office so I could throw up on his floor. I'm glad I don't always get what I deserve.
Wise
I took my dog's medicine this morning. Yes, I did. Beau is an approximately 10 pound Bichon Frise. He has a liver condition (can't remember what it is because I don't have my memory with me - who is Cindy, my wife). He's already been through surgery and was two years old before he could be "fixed." His liver enzymes had to get to a certain level before they'd neuter him. Anyway, in this divergence of telling on myself, after he was neuter he actually filled out and become a much happier and "calmer" male dog.
So, now he takes S-Adenosyl-100 (SAMe) every morning. So this morning, I took my Allegra 180 as I do every morning. Then I went to the kitchen to fill up my bottle with water that I drink from every day. I prime my pump with a big drink of water to get myself "into" water drinking for the day. Well, I had gotten Beau's pill out to give to him after he came back inside from doing his business. Well, just standing there with his pill on the table beside my bottle of water, I was drinking water and just sort of naturally picked up his pill and swallowed it. "Aaaggghh!" was my next utterance.
My other, and worse, confession. Several months ago, I was going through the same routine and instead of swallowing my Allegra 180, I stuck it in my pocket. When the dogs came inside, I took Beau to give him his SAMe and instead I gave him my Allegra. I freaked out! This was before Beau had "filled out" and he weighed closer to six pounds. I called the vet ASAP and after they laughed at me, they told me to get him there ASAP because at his size he could have real problems. They gave him something to make him throw up, then had to try something else when he didn't respond as they wished. Eventually he ended up spewing all over their floor. Poor dog wasn't feeling to great and was still rather groggy that day. He probably didn't sneeze though.
So, this morning my wife told me that I needed to call the vet and go to his office so I could throw up on his floor. I'm glad I don't always get what I deserve.
Wise