To be honest, I'm not sure why I'm writing a journal about this. It just felt like a good thing to do to keep me awake.
So I'm awake for the third night in a row tonight, First night was that I just couldnt sleep. Last night I had to stay up to be the doggie watch. This night, my precious little Dizzy is still not doing allright. Tonight is more calm though, I'm not about to panic or break down and cry like last night. Last night was purely awfull. I was so scared that she would be worse than she is, I barely knew what to do, or where to go.
So what is it that is wrong you might ask? Well, last evening I was away with a group of my friends, working on a 3d printer project together. And so I had to leave the dog at home for a few hours, no big deal really...or so I thought. When we got home later we found out that she had gotten into the garbage and gotten ahold of the leftover bones from the spareribs we had for dinner. So for those of you that dont know, cooked pork bones can do basically the same as chickenbones and shatter into sharp pieces. And since I've heard all different kinds of stories about it, all the way from "Everything went just fine" to "We needed to put the dog down", I started to freak out more and more the more the night progressed.
I called the vet in the morning when they opened and asked what we were going to do. And since everything seems to be fine now more then 24 hours later, it will most certainly stay that way. Even though it's allright, I still need to stay up to make sure that I can take her out every time that she needs to.
So now I'm just sitting here trying to come up with stuff to do so I can stay awake. Might maybe try to draw a bit, finish up some old thing I have laying around.