More Aftermath......

I'm sure you are sick of hearing about my IBS-D but I just have this one bit of info about the aftermath (other than the diaper rash, which is almost gone now, thankfully).  It's GAS.  Lots and lots of gas.  And there is still a bit of that stuff that has been making my life hell that accompanies it.  Oh, not a whole lot...but enough to tell me that I MUST get something to take that will stop this whole cycle of misery.  But, phew!  The gas is truly noxious.  I keep thinking my sister, Bratfink, would be having a ball and laughing her ass off at this if she was around.  She enjoys a good bout of gas and tortures Sheldon when she can.  I admit it.  When she talks about it, I laugh.  So go ahead, Sis...have a ball imagining it.  I can't sit, stand up or walk without emitting an aroma that would kill a camel.

Today the hens got busy and we got three eggs!  Actually, we HAD four but the Beast grabbed up some hay to refresh the nesting boxes and threw it in and busted an egg that had been laid in the hay he grabbed.  He wasn't useB to finding an egg anywhere else but the nesting boxes.  I told him he's going to have to watch out because we obviously have a rogue hen in the bunch....LOL.

I found us a nice motel in Bolingbrook for while we are up in Chicago.  It offers two queen size beds, coffee maker in the room, free breakfast AND it has both a hot tub and a pool!  I like the location since it's not far from major highways and also the Brookfield Zoo,  which Cee and I both would love to take a day and see.  We haven't seen it in more years than I care to remember.  But we always enjoyed it and they've expanded it a whole lot since that time and added more exhibits.

 Poor Baron is having a tough time getting up the stairs lately.  I know it's one of his back legs...perhaps it's hip dysplasia showing up in him.  It's the bane of large dogs like him and he's larger than most doberman's.  The Beast might actually take him to the vet this time since Baron fell UP the stairs several times in the last couple of days.  I found that if you let him come up at his own pace and when he's ready, he can make it up.  But I know it causes him a lot of pain.  How the Beast can let that dog suffer is beyond me.  But then, I think he's afraid that Baron might have to be put to sleep or be close to dying.  That would really tear him up.

That's all for today.  Love you all.  Here's a thought for the day:  The hummingbird's delicate grace reminds us that life is rich, beauty is everywhere, every personal connection has meaning and that laughter is life's sweetest creation.  Love much.  Laugh often.  Tell those that you love that you do...and do it often.

***Hugs***