Cross-Post: The Event, Part 6

Lulu: “Our Dada has posted the final installment of his series about what happened during and after his ruptured cerebral aneurysm.”

Although I had been discharged, that wasn’t the end of the recovery process. As previously noted, I had to stay on the nimodipine for another three weeks, which meant waking up every four hours to take two gigantic pills. I’ve never had so many alarms set on my phone in my life. (The tone I chose for these alarms was the “Barking Dog” sound, because that was the least jolting one I could find. After 20 years of having dogs around, you get used to all the barking.)

Charlee: “Hey what’s that about getting used to all the barking?”
Lulu: “I’m sure I have no idea.”

via The Event, Part 6

Cross-Post: The Event, Part 1

Lulu: “Our Dada is starting a series of posts over on his author blog about what happened to him back in November.”
Charlee: “This will explain why our blogs went on hiatus for a couple of months and, more importantly, why I went a couple of weeks without getting my lap time in his office.”
Lulu: “This is how it starts:”

So November 7th, 2019, was the day I could have died three different ways before breakfast.

Chaplin: “It’s not the usual stuff, but we thought it might be helpful to anyone who experiences the same sort of symptoms Dada did.”

via The Event, Part 1

tail wag reekwest wensday!!!

hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay my brother tucker the other vizsla dog has tayken an unekspekted tern for the wurse today he has ben to the skarry emerjensee vet twice so far this morning and is going bak wen there department of majikal ultrasownd imajing opens at nine oclock i am shoor he wood appreesheyayt enny tail wags or purrs wot mite be sent his way altho he is of korse too prowd to ever admit it!!! i wil let evrywun no how he is dooing wen i hav more informayshun frum my spy among the hyoomans ie dada!!! ok bye