My Stomach in My Throat and My Heart on the Table

Today was just one of those days where you look up towards heaven and just scream "Alright, God...You Broke Me...now what?" I'll start with last night. I got home from my trip to Estes Park Colorado and had subway then went to visit my girlfriend. After that I arrived home only to find that my dog Max was not feeling well. He was shaky and he also vomited a few times. i was up with him until around 3 am. I had a golf tournament this morning that I had to leave my house around 630 for. I awoke to the bright green light of my clock making the figures of 647 and I had 3 missed calls from my dad. Great start...but wait it get's better. I made a protein shake for my tournament and it tasted kinda funny. I finished it and then realized that whoever had washed it last had not washed it well and left a good amount of soap in it. So now I'm tired and I am ready to hurl my guts out. The tournament did not go well and I decided to give up...I'm not proud of it but my dad told me afterwards, "You didn't quit, you just retreated. Sometimes you just gotta know when to retreat." That helped a lot to know that he supported my decision. I got in my truck and removed my golf shoes, i then proceded to look up and say "Alright, God...You broke me...now what?" I got home and heard that my mom had taken max to the vet because he had not improved. I called the vet when I got into my room to check up on him and I got the reply that I did not want, "Andrew I am really worried about Max, He is in bad shape. I will call your mom and explain the situation to her." I broke down, Max is just one of those lights in this somewhat dark world we live in and he is a huge part of my life. I showered then went downstairs. My Mom saw me and told me about Max...I looked at her and said I know then broke down again...I couldn't take it...I need max. To further explain the situation Max had digested a rat that had been exposed to rat poison, and so max was infected. His lungs were full of fluid and he had internal bleeding. We called the company to find out what kind of poison was in it's traps so we could help the Doctors as much as possible. I ended up going to the vet with my mom to talk face to face with the Doctor. It was one of the most terrifying moments of my life when the Doctor walked towards us...I broke down again. She however gave my mom and I a ray of hope. She told us he was stable and that he had a possibility of going home tonight. She said that we could go and see him but I knew I couldn't and my mom felt the same so we went and ate. The doctor told us that she would call us after Max had his blood transfusion. It wasn't until around 6 that we got the call and I jumped up and down never feeling so excited before as my mom told me to go pick him up. He was okay...I loved that thought. I drove to pick him up with a smile on my face. I met the doctor and she told me what precautions to take with him. I had to cancel all my plans that night so that I could keep him in the game room as I kept an eye on him. He has a pretty awful cough due to the remaining fluid in his lungs and if his coughing sessions went longer than usual a few times than I was supposed to take him to the animal ER. So now he is sleeping on my bed and doing fine. He coughs and hacks but he is definitely improving. Tomorrow I have to take him in early for another blood transfusion and chest x-ray...from then on he should be getting back to the normal crazy dog he is but it will be a few weeks. If anything I feel blessed that he is still here and terrified of what could have happened today.

Like A Good Book

I am a people watcher yes I admit it...but so are you! We all people watch but some take there people watching more serious than others. I don't I just think it is funny to write about. I enjoy reading people in public places, for example... The pity laugher, The I'm really not happy to see you, The I really want to eat this but can't, and my favorite The I'm checking her out and I don't think anyone knows. People are so funny so why not watch them? I'm going to colorado Thursday and will more than likely spend all my airport free time reading people. I can't wait to laugh at the pity laugher, they are great. That guy that seems so desperate because he is checking out everything that walks by him just gives me the creeps yet I applaud him because he is entertaining. Honestly people really are like a good book.

My Trainer Doing Stand-Up

This is his second time to ever do this...he is also a hardcord redneck.

The deafening Heartbeat

Lately I have been swimming laps in the pool for exercise and I have always found this fascinating. I hope that many of you who read this will see it as amazing as I do. After a few laps your heart is racing...I always go under water and sit for a few seconds to let everything go quiet and then I can hear my heartbeat. It is so loud, like popping your finger under water, but you can almost feel the shock-waves from your chest pounding in the water. Sometimes I'll close my eyes and let myself sink to the bottom...in the seemingly never-ending space of the bottom of my pool I can hear it louder than ever. I can feel it beating through my body and feel it in the water all around me. When I do this it is not like my heartbeat is racing but it is beating harder than usual. Could it possibly be my body reacting to the feeling of being in infinite space? I relate it to being in the middle of a room in pitch black darkness...if you have read my entry about fear then you should understand. It's my body reacting to the silent fear (that being the fear that I subconsciously have) of being under water not being able to see? It feels so cool because you don't feel closed in, you don't feel like you are in a pool. Take the lake this weekend for example, my friend lucas and I were just off of the shore of their lakehouse and we were wading out until we had to swim to stay above water. We then continued to swim to the bottom and come back up just to see how deep it is. It was so terrifically terrifying being under water in the lake because it is pitch black and huge. For a moment (until you reach the bottom) you are floating in space and there is nothing around you. The water itself does not even feel like it is there. Some of you may say that I am taking a simple event like swimming way over the edge and I am in fact weird. That is okay, I'm just telling you what goes on in my head.

Stranded

No this is not a blog about a new reality show that I am creating, it is actually about a situation that everyone has been put in. It is a situation of desperation, extreme danger, and embarrassing reality. If you read my beloved sister Katy's blog, you may see that this particular entry resembles many of hers. This is because it is overly detailed (as in to much information), personally embarrassing, and you make exit the page disgusted...enjoy.
So everyone has been in this situation...There I am, innocently sitting on the pot (toilet) taking care of my bizniz (business), and as I complete what I like to call "Double Overtime" I reach for my good friend Mr. TP. As I reach for Mr. TP I realize that he is absent from my bathroom, all that I can feel is cardboard...this is not a comforting feeling. It's like walking up the stairs to your room in the dark, and thinking that there is one more stair than there actually is your foot falls through the air and there is a short moment of sickly surprise (I'd like to thank the academy). I was terrified, I continued to scan my tiny sanctuary for a spare roll yet my eyes fall upon nothing soft, white, and papery. This next part I am not proud of but I was desperate. I stood up from my throne to check the cabinet for a roll yet that is also empty...to be even more detailed I was actually getting ready to shower so I had no clothes on...sexxxxxxxxy. I knew that my only chance of survival was to proceed down the hall into my sister katy's room...there was word that toilet paper had been sighted there. I planned this out hardcore alright, I knew that my mom was napping with my nephew connor, so they were taken care of and would not see the embarrassing situation that I was in, Ricky was outside, and Elena...could be anywhere. She was the only threat, I had about 15 yards to Katy's room, those 15 yards will be referred to as "No Mans Land". I decided to put on some boxers but I had to walk awkwardly as to keep them you know...clean. I truly am disgusted at how detailed this blog is but it's been inspired by Katy...blame her. Anyway I poke my head out my door, coast was clear and it was go time. It was a left out of my room, up 3 stairs, and a right into the safe haven. I proceeded quickly into No Mans Land and I was terrified. This could potentially have been the most embarrassing moment of my life...but it wasn't because let's face it, I'm just that good. So I make it into Katy's bathroom and do what I need to do. After all was said and done I noticed that she had one of those super magnified mirrors on her wall. I had to investigate. It was so cool, it even had a light around it. This thing was the bees knees ya know, but then I looked into it and It was very revealing as to how scary my face actually looks. Let's just say that I may have nightmares cause this thing is close up and personal.

I sincerely apologize for this blog but it was worth it. I am human and everyone has had that happen to them. I just wrote about it!