Gus chewed a hole in my Albuterol asthma inhaler. Turns out? Those things'll kill a dog.

So after a $55 call to Animal Poison Control we went off to the Emergency Animal Clinic.

The deal is that just like in people, albuterol can raise a dog's heart rate. And since they are smaller than people, and just inhaled the entire container when they pierced it, it can raise it to the point where their entire cardiovascular system shuts down. It can also dangerously raise their blood pressure. The more unexpected thing is that it binds with the potassium in their bodies, and not enough potassium also leads to the heart stopping. He was panting incredibly hard, like I've never seen. Really sharp breaths through his nose. And his chest was just flying up and down.

So. After $300 worth of tests at the emergency clinic, they determine that yes, his heart rate is elevated, but not to dangerous levels, and his BP and potassium are fine. They're going to keep him and monitor him from now until tomorrow morning, and then check his potassium one last time around 6am. After that, which they predict will be normal, I can take him home.

The people at the clinic were amazingly nice. I told them I was financially, um, screwed, and they tried to do things low-cost. They were calm and comforting and friendly. The vet was really nice and took her time talking to us (Marci went with me, she's such a sweetheart), and seemed really knowledgeable.

As for the poison control people, wtf? $55 for a five minute conversation? They were very helpful, but dude. A full physical at the normal vet costs less. They did also give me a case number, so the vet could call and talk to them, but I'm sticking with like 15 minutes of work tops.

Anyway. Gus is probably okay, but he scared me. I can't really afford this, but what can you do? I'm going to miss him like crazy tonight.

I'm bored. Tell me stuff. Dance, monkeys!


You're on my friends list. I'd like to know 27 things about you. Just copy and hit reply and paste in the comments section with answers. You'll be surprised how much you didn't know about your friends! Then copy the meme and see if anyone answers you.


( ANSWER THEM BITCHES. )

Also there are still about four movies unidentified in my movie meme. Someone go identify them.

Dude, this is a joke, right?

Snopes seems to think so.

Also from hippiepixie:


Rules:
1. Pick 20 films you thoroughly enjoyed. (I actually have 22)
2. Find screen captures (stills) for each film, preferably from scenes you like.
3. Post the pictures with the rules; let your readers guess from what movie each still is from. (Readers, no cheating. No google, no looking at livejournal or facebook interests or looking at the file names.) Comment with your guesses. If you know all of them, leave a few for others to guess.


( Most aren't terribly difficult. )

EDIT: 7, 8, 11, and half of 17 are left, bitches.

From hippiepixie:

To take the test your own self:
1. Go to http://www.careercruising.com/.
2. Put in Username: nycareers, Password: landmark.
3. Take their "Career Matchmaker" questions.
4. Post the top umpty results.
5. Bold the ones you've done, and italicise the ones you've considered.


( Read more... )

Gah! Postsecret, what has happened to you? Who is Nicole and what have you done with Frank?

Further, one of these girls on ANTM is supposed to be a plus-sized model. WHICH ONE IS IT? Not a one of them looks larger than a size two.

http://jezebel.com/gossip/clips/antm-cycle-9-opening-credits-with-new-girls-295341.php

I'm the least anti-gay right winger you'll ever meet!

Gus is sick. I called the vet and he might be really sick. Taking him in as soon as my mom gets back with the car. Everyone go say a little prayer for my puppy.

I've had that on my fridge for days, and I laugh every time I read it. I just ate an ice cream sandwich. It was delicious.

I have wanted to be a grown-up for as long as I can remember. A real grown-up, not a 'young adult' or whatever the fuck I am.

I want to be grown up, and have my family and a farm and know what I'm doing with my life.

For brightpirate and megmunich and Lizzy. Because we are going to grow-up and run away and live on a farm together.

( Babies? Goats? Organic lettuce? YES PLZ. )

Computer died. A system file is corrupt or missing. I put in the recovery CD and it said it's for the wrong machine.

I don't even have enough money to pay for my student loans this month, so I imagine it will be a while before I'm back.

The dog gave me a concussion. I was leaning over the bed to get something at the same time he decided to jump up onto the bed, with his GIANT bone in his mouth. End of bone up + head down = concussion.

Guh. I am tired of the people with fliers who hover around metro exits. No, I do not want to sign up for Greenpeace. If I did, I would go on the internet. No, I definitely don't want 20% off whatever is you're giving a pamphlet away for. No, I don't want to give you money to save Israel. No, I don't want to buy Street Sense, no matter how many homeless people it is going to help.

To sum up, no, I do not want a piece of trash. Thank you.

The Greenpeace people are so aggressive, in that weird cheerful way. Hi! Would you like! Let me tell you! SHUT UP. DO YOU SEE ME AVOIDING EYE CONTACT?

Today there were some Jews for Jesus, though, which was kinda fun.

So we've had our cellphones for like two years now, and we're ready for our free upgrade. We can pretty much get any Verizon phone there is for free. But see, I've had this little phone that doesn't even have a camera for two years, so I know NOTHING about cellphones. Any advice on what cool Verizon phone I should get? I could get a pink Razr if I wanted. I've heard that name. Admittedly because Trent talks about them.

Tell me what to get, tech friendly people!

( Just a Typical Day in the Old City. )

Robert is being a grumpypants over his air conditioning being broken. I don't have any AC at all. Whiner.

That's right, I called you a whiny grumpypants.

Hey, karmabum, did you need any vaccinations for Japan? I'm starting to think about planning a trip for next year.

I watched Casino Royale the other night with my sister. I liked it, loved Bond, always enjoy poker movies, etc etc. But you know what has continued to bother me? That the bad guy was always using his inhaler improperly. He'd take it and then start speaking. Doesn't work! You have to hold you breath, so as to allow the medication to actually get to your lungs! Unless it wasn't an asthma inhaler (I dunno what else it could be) it was doing him absolutely no good. Must hold breath: I learned this with my ABCs.

For aerrin:

Hahaha. People are all pissed at Gene for his article, saying it's condescending and arrogant and pointless and stereotypical of Washingtonians. This response made me laugh a lot, atrocious spelling aside:

Falls Church, Va.: I love it that people are maqd at your for charaterizing the type of people who came out of that metro stop, but have no problem charaterizing the only type of person who supposedly can appreciate classical music.

Gene Weingarten: Hahahaha.


I love this man, except for that irritating love of the Baseball Team I Shall Not Dignify With a Name, and Which the Orioles Beat Twice.

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/video/2007/04/09/VI2007040900536.html if you want to listen to all 45 minutes of Bell's 'concert'.

( = eye heart ewe. )

Gah. Can't sleep for coughing, and I have an interview tomorrow.

Hate life.

( Gus-Gus so big. Seven months old. )

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