Yesterday, I took my big Senior Citizen Yellow Lab into see the vet. She is spoiled. Usually, he comes to the house. We decided that she needed some X-rays and tests. She is almost 13, and recently she started skipping meals. She is a Lab, they always eat.
In between the X-rays and the stomach tap, she slipped the leash, pushed open the heavy glass door, and ran into the parking lot. The vet dove for her, I jumped up off the couch and ran after her. She just ran to the car. She wanted to go home.
Her X-rays were clear, blood tests good, and as the vet said, "She is clearly not slowing down."
But I am. I wrenched my foot chasing after her in my orthopedic granny sandals. I taught multiples from my rolling chair today, and managed the classroom by shouting, "Hey you, stop that." I went to get it checked out, and X-rayed. Not broken, but strained the tendons.
While I was there, I made my appointment for a mammogram. I managed to get it in before the month ended.
On Halloween, I will be back in radiology.
On Halloween, I will be back in radiology.
If Maddie hadn't made a dash for the car, if I had been wearing my running shoes, if I had the luxury of staying off my foot for a week...I have to admit that I would have put it off.
I'm glad your foot isn't broken - and that your dog is ok!! All the best with your check up! We don't get them here in New Zealand until we are 45 - so I'm good for a few more years!!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the reminder though
Erin
The E-Z Class