A Bit of a Fall

I had a bit of an incident this morning after taking a bath (our shower isn't finished yet) that was apparently too hot and ended up fainting and landing on my hip then my head (or maybe vice versa - Kit wasn't in the room and I remember nothing). I fell from one of our dining room chairs. If you haven't seen them, we have a tall table and chairs so it was a long way to go (I think the chairs are about three feet tall)...and my feet never left the foot rests of the chairs in front of me so I either caught myself with my hip or head. Luckily, I missed the stack of tile near the table by an inch or so or my head might not have fared so well.

I laid down for a while after, drank three 16-ounce glasses of water and ate lunch before going back to work (stuck working from home since we can't get out). After working for about an hour and a half, Kit came in and told me that I didn't look very good and that I needed to stop working. Not wanting to upset the hubby, and I knowing that I did have quite the headache despite taking Tylenol, I stopped. I laid down on the bed with a heating pad under my head/neck which seemed to help with the headache, though my head and neck are definitely still quite sore. After a brief nap, my doctor called back (according to the things we read, you're supposed to call your doctor if you actually do faint while pregnant) from the message Kit had left with his answering service. He suggested Tylenol (which I had already taken) for my headache and said everything should be just fine.

Kit was a heroic husband and took care of me all day. He even gave Coco a much needed bath in the kitchen sink while I was falling asleep. We used to give Coco's baths in our tub so we've kind of been waiting for that, but (a) the bathroom isn't done quite yet, (b) Coco was overdue and starting to smell and (c) our new tub is fiberglass and brand new so we don't want his little claws scratching it up anyway.

Oh, and our nice neighbors from across the street just called to offer to get us anything from the store. Kit looked and realized we're actually low on eggs so they're going to pick us up some. And because (a) I'm pregnant, (b) I have been having this craving for a couple of days (ever since someone else mentioned a similar item on her blog), and (c) I only bought two boxes when we went to the store yesterday (which are nearly gone now, especially since today Kit also discovered that they are delicious), they're also going to pick me up two boxes of generic fruit snacks (i.e. dinosaurs, sharks, etc.). I've eaten quite a few despite trying to ration them and am not sure that I won't go crazy without them.

Here are some photos and a video of our day...

Coco helping me work this morning. Don't mind my un-bathed appearance...Kit cleared all of the remodel stuff out of our bathtub mid-morning (which is when I took my bath - neither of us bathed yesterday, gross).

The view from my office window.

Coco was shivering even after drying off completely from his bath. So we pulled out his Spiderman shirt, and he was actually excited to put it on and lifted his paws for me to put it on.

Kit recharged the batteries for a little remote control car he has. Coco had fun chasing the car.

Vee-cation!!!

You heard right, folks. We went on our first family vee-cation last week! It was fantastic! I decided the best way to tell you about the trip was to create a photo journal. So here you have it...


We arrived in Sunriver to snowfall. When we awoke on the morn of daddy's birthday, this was the scene. Oh, and mommy and daddy made me walk in this cold white stuff. They're crazy!


I learned the beauty of vee-cationing is that you get to just lie around...much like my normal daily routine, but enjoyable nonetheless.


Daddy enjoyed the reclining chairs for reading. I enjoyed his lap for napping.


There's my mommy. Isn't she purdy?


I had thought that I would narrowly escape bathing while on this so-called vee-cation. But apparently I was stinky from all that walking around, shopping, driving and sleeping. Bah!


During the first few days of our trip, I enjoyed the heavenly bliss that is "table scraps" -- a pleasure I am not often afforded at home. Unfortunately, this little piece of heaven upset my digestive tract. After vomiting three times in four days and not going poo for two days, my daddy and mommy decided it was best to take me to the area vet for a little check to ensure I didn't have a blockage. The good news is, I didn't. The bad news is, that nice vet lady stuck her finger up my bum and took out one of the golden nuggets of poo I was saving for later. Sheesh lady! Didn't anyone tell her how rude that is? She also gave me subcutaneous fluids, causing me to look like the Hunchback of Notre Dame for the evening. On the plus side, these next photos show of my fantastic harness daddy bought me at Downtown Doggie in Bend. It was a great little shop, and daddy even bought me a Spiderman shirt! I'll showcase that in a later post.

WARNING! The following photos contain graphic enlargement of the author's back. These photos are not for the faint of heart or overly sensitive.


Can we go home now? This isn't nearly as good as my bed at home that Nana bought me.

Hype, hype!!! We're home!! Why do I have to keep posing for these cheesey photos! I need to go to the gym build more muscle so I can evade daddy's strong biceps!

Look, ma! I taught daddy a new trick!

Ah, home sweet home!