Here she is again with a homemade peanut butter cup. She used semi-sweet chocolate on these and I like that a lot.
Sorry for the photo of this half-eaten one, but she said she didn't think they were pretty enough for pics so I had to stop eating mine and get a photo. 😂😂😂
I want y'all to know that this kid sneaks up on us with these desserts. She walked behind the couch so she could surprise me with it. Kira is so sweet and funny. 😂😂😂❤️❤️❤️
Kira struck again last night with these oatmeal raisin cookies. This photo isn't even the whole batch! My gosh - this kid is gonna have to slow down.
The house smelled so warm and delicious last night. And these cookies are so good! ❤️❤️❤️
I'm here with an update about Rose.
The good news: She's doing better with the sunroom right now.
The bad news: More changes are coming starting Thursday when electricity is run to it and we start moving stuff in.
The other night Shaun lost his patience and that is not something I often see. Let me tell you the story:
We'd been leashing Rose to take her outside through the sunroom so that we wouldn't have to chase her down to come in because that's not good for any of us. She was doing really well and started to run through the sunroom to get out as long as we held the door to the outside open (so the room won't "get" her, I guess. Who knows). Anyway. She was coming back in the same way so that was good. She was improving and being less scared so we let her be brave and do it without a leash.
The last time she went out it all went wrong. Shaun did the same thing he'd been doing ALL DAY and Rose would not come to him or run through the room. She would stick her head in like she wanted to, but then just couldn't do it. He eventually gave up and told me he was done - that I could deal with her. I 100% do not blame him. So I gave it a few minutes and went to get her. I went to the door. I turned on the porch light because it had gotten dark and I like to see. I called her and held the door open. And she came in.
The porch light is the only thing I did different than Shaun.
It was dark and she needed the porch light, y'all. 🤦🏻
So anyway, she starts an antianxiety tomorrow morning.
I went to bed last night and woke up to this gorgeous chocolate chip banana bread. Apparently Kira decided to bake it in the middle of the night. 😂
She used mini semi-sweet chocolate chips so the chocolate isn't too much. It's so good! And moist! She says she's going to try some nuts in it next time. Yum!
Kira hasn't stopped. Last night she made this kick-ass banana pudding. She used Chessman cookies instead of 'Nilla Wafers and it is SO GOOD.
She's talking about making banana bread tonight or tomorrow, but we haven't even finished the pudding! She's on a roll right now. 😂😂😂 She's having fun and it all tastes good so no complaints from us! ❤️
The good news: Earlier this week Kira had an appointment with a new gastroenterologist.
The bad news: There was more than one hospital in Albuquerque with the same name and we didn't know that and went to the wrong place.
The amazing news: The office worker at the wrong place went ABOVE AND BEYOND to check Kira in and get her seen via video call at the correct office so she wouldn't lose her appointment and have to wait two more months to be seen. I mean she literally called the other office and told their office person that she converted the appointment to video and that Kira only needed to be checked in via phone and they could do the appointment. She basically had to walk the other office person through this process to get it done, but she did it without a complaint or acting like we were inconveniencing her or anything. I was FLOORED. I got her name and I'm going to send her a nice thing this week because I am so appreciative. This is honestly NOT the kind of treatment we got used to in Alabama.
After that we stopped by a donut shop near the hospital because that's the rules in this house - you go to the doctor you get a food treat after. It was a place we hadn't tried before and there was only one lady working in there. She was super nice, as well. I needed to use the restroom, but didn't know that it was locked so when I came back to the front she was ready with the key without me even asking. The people here truly are wonderful.
When I tell y'all that I LOVE IT HERE, I honestly mean that I love everything about being here. I love the food, I love the mountains, I love the people, I love my house, I love our yard, I love that I can spend time outside now, I love their handling of the pandemic, I love that even though NM is considered one of the poorer states with low taxes they still expanded Medicaid because they give a shit about their people... I mean, I say out loud "I love it here!" almost every single day and I FUCKING MEAN IT.
I don't know what else to say. I'm just SO RELIEVED that the kiddos are finally getting the medical attention they need and that everyone deserves. This alone has taken TONS of stress off of me and I desperately needed that. I believe this is a major part of why I'm doing so ok.
Well, I'm off to do a bunch of chores. I hope you all are doing well. If not... leave Alabama. 🤷🏻😝
Rose started throwing up bile last night because she's barely eaten in 3 days. She won't eat inside unless it's a treat from our hands to her mouth. Won't eat out of her bowl. Won't lick a plate. Nothing.
Her dish outside had to be moved (we kept it in the patio - now sunroom) and of course she won't eat in the sunroom. But she also won't eat with her dish moved.
I really don't know how this dog would survive without us. I actually don't understand how she's surviving with us not knowing what to do when she's not too ok. I don't think "If she's starving, she'll eat" applies to her judging by how thin she was when we got her back after 11 days of being missing last year. The people who found her couldn't get her to eat, either.
On the bright side, Shaun was able to coax her to eat a little bit last night. And she did run through the sunroom of her own accord to go outside with Shaun and Cubba this morning. She's yet to come back in, but at least she's not out there barking. Yet.
This dog is sweet, but I would be lying if I said that I didn't question whether her life with us is acceptable. She seems anxious and hypervigilant and scared constantly - never relaxed. Days like this make me feel like we're trying to force her to live. The only joy in her life is play.
I know what a monster this thought makes me sound like, but with an expensive surgery coming up should we go through with that? Or release her from the burden that life seems to be for her? I promise this is not me speaking out of frustration, but even her best days look so uncomfortable to me. 😕
