I've always called it lead belly. The feeling that what ever is sitting in your stomach feels like a lead bowling ball and not moving at all. Family day started out great, David and family were coming down from the farm, Trista was coming in from Hamilton and the sun was shining. I had a bit of a off feeling early on but didn't much pay attention to it. Then at the mall I started to feel sick. Nothing says fun like breaking into a sweat thinking that you might hurl the contents of your stomach for all to see. I think I made my self feel worse by wearing a heavy winter coat in the mall causing me to overheat. I didn't get sick but it was always on that edge. The day went fairly well as I fended off a headache for the most part.
Now I wouldn't be mentioning it but my dog Lincoln did get sick, twice. I found the first small pool by his water bowl. I thought about not cleaning it up and saving my stomach some turns but what if somebody slipped in it. Darn funny yes, but what if it was me? I would be laughing until someone joined in and started pointing at my puke drenched body.
As I was playing on the computer, I heard this oily, gurgly sound, I look behind me and there is Lincoln staring down at a huge pool of vomit. Using a dust pan to scoop up the puke puddle, Lincoln starts to hork again. I ran him in the bathroom and made him stay in the bathtub with the theory that if he has to throw up again what better place. I left him there and went back to cleaning up, trying not to think of what I was doing. Lincoln is feeling fine today except for the horrendous garbage farts he keeps leaving.
On a lighter note, Lincoln went to the vet for a followup and no more itchy spots and no more trying to hide antibiotics in cheese. I did get him a heated bed with 3 inches of foam to use in the basement. He was having a bit of trouble getting up after sleeping on the cold floor. Luckly, I had a stack of Canadian Tire money to offset the price of the bed. The bed seems to help and the picture shows how comfortable Lincoln is. The only thing you can't see is my face reacting to yet another Lincoln garbage fart.
