|JTK likes to call TRex his "Parrot" :)|
Well last night JTK was quite sick - he had a sore throat and this nasty rash on his check/nest/chest. I'm a pretty laid back Mom when it comes to illnesses, probably because I grew up in a family of hypochondriacs. My Grandmother's favorite saying was "I have to get better to die." Niiiiice So, maybe you can see why I've lost my trauma switch reaction to various illnesses, for the most part. However, last night, I was really worried about my little guy. If he had been overly dramatic I wouldn't have been worried, but he kept saying stuff like he felt "odd" and "weird" and that he didn't have a headache, but he had an "aura" in his head. YIKES I made the ultimate mistake of googling the following symptoms: swollen lymph nodes, rash, sore throat. Seems those all match Measles, Mono, German Measles and SCARLET FEVER. OMG I was about to have a fit. Luckily, I was able to reach out to my brother who is on Facebook and asked him some questions. He's been a paramedic for over 20 years so I pretty much trust his opinion. And he totally nailed it ... sinus infection. Thanks bro!! I was still stressed, but that reassured me enough to remain calm. Craig's reassurance and Joe's lack of fever prevented me from running out to the ER.
JTK had to sleep on the couch last night - he had a really hard time falling asleep. Suzie and Tina were NOT happy with the interruption in their routine. Tina loves sleeping with Joey. So much so, none of the other dogs can get on the bed with him when she's being cuddled by him. What a spoiled brat ... JTK gets really tickled that she doesn't want to share him at all. But Suzie and Tina kept going from my room to the couch and our little Tubby Tina can not get herself hoisted on a couch or bed so I had to follow her back and forth as she changed her mind about where to sleep.
Joey is such a good kid. He not only helps me tremendously with our fosters, but he's always on call at the adoption events helping people do various things. He never complains and readily jumps up to help when asked - well except when I'm the one doing the asking. :) More than once I had to wait in line to receive help from my son at an adoption event ... geesh Mr. Popularity! For the past 7 years or so, I can not take a "normal" picture of Joey if he's really aware I'm taking a picture. My photos are filled with goofy faces and general acting up. Why do I get the feeling when he's about 25 these will be my favorite photos? :)
|Joey and his perma dog, Cooper|