:: Life on Planet Dan-E ::
Thoughts, observations, and introspections from an
:: Monday, July 24, 2006 ::
:: Saturday, July 15, 2006 ::
Actually, back up a little. The visit to the vet was a little surreal since I've never been to a vet before. I've had hamsters when I was a kid but my parents didn't think they were worth vet visits and they eventually died. Preferring to avoid that as an adult, I had the vet give Mike the full checkup: visual exam, an X-ray, a floating test, and a prescription of antibiotics. Seriously. X-rays. It was kinda cool, actually. They took it from three angles and what it showed was that he had pneumonia on his left side (as well as the fact that he swallowed a few rocks - little pig), confirmed when they put him in a tank and saw that he was listing to one side.
Once they diagnosed his illness, they prescribed ten shots of antibiotics to cure him. Did I mention that I'm the one that has to administer the shots? One of the lab assistants showed me how and where to properly inject him. As it turns out, I have stick him every day in the human equivalent of the bicep area of his legs and was specifically told to "rotate the legs each day."
I'm sure most of you know basic turtle anatomy in that their head, legs, and tails all retract into their shells. So trying to inject him in the inner part of his leg can be difficult since he tends to retract when he gets picked up. Every now and then though, he's in a feisty mood and the starts squirming around in the fingers trying to get loose. So when he's squirming in my hand, I have make sure to grab one of his legs, keep it pulled out (The Girlfriend is worried that I'm gonna yank his leg clean off when I do this, the wuss), and inject this medicine.
When I inject his front legs, he gets very snappy and I have to keep a piece of cardboard next to his head so he doesn't accidentally bite the syringe. When I inject his back legs, he just writhes the moment the needle goes in and, I'll be honest, I feel like shit afterwards since I can only imagine just how much it hurts (it's gonna hurt you more than it hurts me, Mikey). At least it seems to be working, since he's already back to his feisty self and his appetite seems to be back, somewhat.
What did all this medical care cost? $175. One Hundred and Seventy-Five Dollars. At the time I handed over my credit card without a second thought but on the way home, I have to admit, it hit me and I started wondering to myself "what did I just do?" It didn't really last long, I mean, it's my turtle for God's sake. But anyway, thanks again for the well wishes. I'll post pictures soon.
:: Miscellaneous Ramblings by Dan-E at 1:55 AM [+] ::
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:: Tuesday, July 11, 2006 ::
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:: Tuesday, July 04, 2006 ::
Since intruding entering my life in early January, The Girlfriend, who apparently thinks she has a superior sense of interior decoration (quite possibly because she does) has already rearranged my entire apartment.
Three times.
The first time was ok. Apparently, I'm a super slob since the rearranging also included a thorough cleaning of my place (you feminista readers out there should know that I was perfectly happy with my place and absolutely none of this was my idea. I even tried to stop her, but once she gets her mind on something, she tends to get her way.) The first time was ok since she somehow made my place feel a little roomier and airier. Or, according to her words, "no longer dark, dank, and disgusting." It seems she also likes alliteration.
As it turns out, she gets bored easily so it wasn't long before she felt the need to do another redecoration. This included the temporary addition of some furniture that she's going to use once she moves into her own place. I didn't like it as much overall (although she somehow turned the TV stand into a dining table, which was pretty cool) since I felt like her crap was barging into my space. She made a few changes (I helped. A little) and things were ok. It also helped that whatever she did, my place didn't have that weird smell anymore. I wonder what that was.
Now, she's changed it yet again and this time it's so much better. Her furniture isn't intrusive (even though she has all her crap in my closet, effectively taking up roughly 87% of my closet space, not that I was in there that much anyway - and please, no "so you're out of the closet?" jokes. It's puerile and banal. And no "banal" spawns "anal" jokes either because... oh, never mind) and the place smells better. Or rather, doesn't seem to smell al all.
The only thing that I miss is that I don't really have a good place for my "old clothes pile." That's a designated spot where I toss my old clothes when I come home. These are clothes that I can usually wear again without washing (jeans, shorts, some t-shirts, my work clothes) as long as they pass the Sniff Test. Again, The Girlfriend didn't care for this habit (the word "disgusting" may come up again). It's one thing I'll stand firm on, though. Look, I'm a guy. And most guys (at least those that aren't gay or metrosexual, which are pretty much gay-guys-in-training) are going to have a few habits that girls find gross. And compared to what I've heard, mine are relatively benign.
Of course if you were to ask her, she'd say I'm just another "dirty, stinky, boy" and that's partly why the Fung Shui adjustment included some rather stern attempts at behavior modification. Some lessons got through (I learned I'm supposed to completely dry off - including my feet - before stepping out of the shower. I honestly thought that was what the bathroom mat was for), while other lessons didn't (ask any guy, the toilet is a great place to get some reading done and it's very normal to be in there ten minutes or longer.)
Still, we're both pretty happy with the way it is now (well, I am. She may be feeling stir crazy again). And considering how much time she spends here, I'm more than happy to make a concession or two towards her comfort (read: whipped) without feeling like she's emasculating my manly bachelor pad (she may have me by the nuts but at least they're still attached to my body).
Did I mention that we've been together six months? What a fun ride it's been.
:: Miscellaneous Ramblings by Dan-E at 12:08 AM [+] ::
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Believe me, I was saluting.
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