Life

Last night, as Nathan was taking the rubbish out, Seven (the puppy, for anyone that is new here) ran onto the road and was hit by a car. We are very lucky, in that the guy who hit her, immediately brought her to the door.

She was limp. She was completely unresponsive. She was bleeding from her nose.

We thought that she was going to die.

After laying her down and checking her over, she was still breathing and nothing seemed to be broken. She was just….limp. And unresponsive.

So, we bit the bullet, went bugger the cost and took her to the vet. Somewhere between here and the vet, she actually started to lift her head and move a a little, so we were hopeful, that maybe she wouldn’t die.

The vet was honest and said that she was in a great deal of shock, she had bleeding in her lungs and she was in pain. They suspected a possible broken pelvis and maybe a fractured leg.

We left her there and the vet promised to ring in the morning (this morning).

9.30am came and went and I couldn’t wait any longer, so I rang the vet.

Seven had a good night, her lungs are now clear, she is awake and happy and amazingly, there is nothing broken. We can pick her up this afternoon, she is fine.

I am thinking, maybe we should change her name to Lucky?

So that is why there was no blog post last night. By the time we got back from the vet, I was so tired, all I wanted to do was sleep. So I did.

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As bloggers, we regularly get trolls and flamers. This doesn’t stop it sucking each and every time it happens. It still feels like a kick to the guts and still leaves us questioning our words and intentions.

Mostly trolls and flamers spread their nastiness in your comments section, or via nasty emails (I have been lucky enough to avoid emails, mostly because my trolls don’t like to be recognised).

So, when I found myself flamed in another blogs comments, I was shocked to say the least. Then I was stressed and then I had to laugh about the number of mistakes this person made in their comment.

Lets just say, I don’t think they are familiar with blogging at all.

Anyway, Mum has written a post about it, including a link to the post where I was flamed. Thanks Mum.

I know that as bloggers, the best thing is just to ignore the trolls and hopefully they will go away. However, this just seems a little bit more personal. Go visit Mum, and see the comment and you will see why.

Thanks guys, I heart you.

Also, thank you so much for all the supportive comments I got from my last few posts. You don’t know how much they meant to me. Maybe that is why I feel that Andy’s comment is so personal, because it happened when I was so down.

xx

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After the suckiness of this morning, I was rapt to have Mum tell me that she had been to the post office and I had not 1, but 2 parcels.

I am too lazy to take photos, so thankyou Lotus for the chocolate and the tops for Amy, they are absolutely gorgeous and as soon as she wears them I will take photos just for you.

Me? I’m nibbling on the chocolate right now.

And to April, thankyou so much for the lovely books for Amy. I got the parcels late this afternoon, so I haven’t had a chance to read them to her, but rest assured I will do so all day tomorrow. And she will adore them.

You guys, and the power of the internets have succeeded in making today MUCH MUCH nicer than it was at 2pm. I appreciate it so much.

SO MUCH I tell you.

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So some things are hard to blog about. Some things require writing and deleting and writing and deleting and thinking about.

Some things are hard.

Trying to conceive is hard. You think about it, and worry and think and count and think. And sometimes you just need to get everything out of your head.

I need it out of my head so I can think, so I can breathe and then write very long sentences. With lots of ‘ands’.

My period arrived this afternoon, exactly a month after the last period. Apparently the 17th has my back and isn’t looking to disappoint me any time soon.

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I have an appointment with a gyno next month. On the 17th to be precise. See? I told you that the 17th has my back.

Hopefully I can get things looked into and sorted out. Heh.

Thankyou all for your crossed fingers and everything. Don’t worry, I will be relying on you all to cross everything next month too.

I’m going to go and sit with chocolate, my heat pack and a trashy novel now.

xxx

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