Happy birthday to me!

It's my birthday!! So, this will be short. I've already spent too much of my birthday on the computer.

First, the bad news. On Wednesday I ran over Wilson with our car. He was having a seizure under the car, and I didn't see him. Every dog I had ever owned has been hit by a car, half of them have died. Wilson is now on that list (no exceptions, apparently), but miraculously he on the survived half of the list. I was horrified when I realized what had happened, and oh so relieved when it appeared that he did not have any life threatening injuries. An immediate trip to the vet (we were the first ones in their parking lot when they opened) turned up the diagnosis of a dislocated shoulder and nothing else apparent. Whew!! The vet was very worried about the seizure business. When we talked to a vet about it 5 years ago when we first got Wilson, we were told that it was more a quality of life issue than a health risk and that if the seizures were happening every two weeks or less he wouldn't recommend medicating. So, that's what we've been going on. This new vet was horrified at that notion and said we should absolutely be medicating him, so now Wilson is on phenabarbitol (or however it is spelled) and hopefully won't be having as many seizures. I still have the concern I had 5 years ago of keeping him constantly medicated, especially with something that is a sedative when he is such a mellow dog to begin with. The current vet said that the long term side effects of all these seizures was worse than the side effects of the drug. So, we're gonna give it a try. Wilson also tested positive for Lyme's (no huge surprise there) and is on 30 days of antibiotics for it. The vet also called me yesterday saying that he found potential thyroid problems in Wilson's bloodwork and wants to run another test. I'm a little bit nervous that we're getting sucked into the black hole of constant medications and mysterious ailments when just a few days ago I had a happy healthy beagle who happened to have seizures. We'll see how it goes. In the meantime, Wilson is all wrapped up like a mummy and on lockdown (sort of) until his re-located shoulder heals. 

Now the good news. The yurt is up!!! In an amazing span of two days we went from having an unfinished deck to having a fully erected yurt. My dad and little brother came Thursday and Friday and worked two very long days to make it happen. On Friday we had help from my mom, Joe's mom, my brother's fiancee and a good friend as well. I will have more pictures to come soon, but here's one for now.