( continues...) at summer camp with M&J's two Greyhounds and is, from all report (I'm promised picture) having the time of his life. Give my chaotic movements, it's better he isn't hear, but god, I ache from missing him.

I've had a good nap, several visits today and a buddy is coming over to watch something with me. Laughter is her prescription.

So, dear ones, I didn't die, though it looked rough there for a while. And I am so grateful for all of your support. Just knowing you are out there makes everything so much better.

I apologize for what will surely be ungrammatical meandering. I'm not sure how long it will take for the drugs to wear off.

Blessings to you all. It's good to be home.

Oh my lord, Bonnie. I am so glad to see your pixels, and so so glad for your friend with the hospital advice. Meander all you want.

I vote we make the guy attend the next F2F prom wearing a name tag saying who he is. Also, we should make him wear a really unflattering polyester leisure suit, and make him drink 3.2 beer. I'm pretty sure the dirty looks alone would cause repenting.

Andi, you are my fucking hero. Will Daniel mind if I marry your brain?

It's good to have you home. Infections can be scary things.

Septic, Bonnie?? Jeez, I'm glad you went to the hospital when you did, then! But yeowch, the rest sounds pretty awful!

Bonny, as one who went through the exact same thing from a septic infection--though blessedly not to the same degree--we're glad to have you back and don't be so silly about taking care of things next time. I had the good luck to pass out in a hospital when Hubby was in for another treatment, or I could have gotten to your state. But it was bad enough, and there were worries about my heart and fluid build up. It's frightening how sick you can be while feeling mostly OK--until it's very nearly too late.

bonny, that is some scary shit there. I'm very glad you're home and recovering.

Seriously scary shit! Bonny, take it easy and keep recovering!

ION,

Darb and I had a decent day. A progressive day, or something. I took her to a dog daycare this morning for a trial run. She spent so much time in shelters that being in that kind of environment is incredibly difficult for her. (Not that the daycare isn't a nice facility, but the size and smells and all.) This one is run by the same person who runs her rescue group, so she'd been the for a few weeks before she got into a foster home, so I hoped that would help. I'm not sure it did. It was good that people there remembered her, but for her, dunno.

But they said she did okay - they kept her in a small pen with only a couple of dogs, and she made some movements toward playing and being social. I'm not 100% sure that was the right approach - at the dog park, she really dives in with the big dogs.

But when we did training at another day care facility, it took two or three sessions before she unfroze, so they might be right. She was very very tense and upset when I picked her up, just like the first time at the other place. Brigid, who runs the daycare and the rescue, thought it was good progress and we should try her for a full day soon.

She's probably right - we went out and hung on a patio today and she was fine, not nervous when people approached her or anything. So she shook it off fast.

Gah. It's just so hard to see her like that. I told myself because she loves playing with dogs and because she knows that place and the people that she wouldn't freeze up. I knew that wasn't true. But I didn't realize how much I hoped it was.

Baby girl, why are you so broken? Who fucked you up, and why can't I fix it better?

How's it going with the turbo CPAP?

Getting used to it, I guess. last night it acted up, and after awhile I woke up and became aware of it just holding a low constant pressure, rather than the forced breathing pulse. I worry that I reset something, so I am going to unplug the power later and plug it in and try it again tonight. If it happens again? Calling the 24-hour hotline.

Good lord, bonny, that was an awful ordeal! I'm so glad they caught it in time, though. And glad you had such good friends to help you through it.

{{{{bonny}}}}