This is Day Four of one of these crappy, bad-air-quality summer stretches where I’ve been pretty much physically incapacitated and exhausted by a run of breathing difficulties. Yeah, life’s a bitch, and my earliest memory is my dad carrying me into the ER struggling to breathe, back in the bad old days when good asthma drugs were pretty much non-existent.
Generally, my asthma is under pretty good control, which is a long way from the situation a decade or more back, when I nearly died twice in the ER, and once spent six days in the hospital and six weeks off work recovering from a freaking asthma attack. After that, I got smart and found a good pulmonologist and an even better drug regimen. I got my life back, 95 percent of the time. But that other 5 percent … geez, can I just breathe a little, please?
You’d probably thinking breathing is the only thing on my mind this morning. But you’d be wrong. I’m also overwhelmed with Dog Guilt.
See, three of my dogs are field-bred retrievers. A couple days of doing nothing and these work-minded dogs are climbing the walls. A long stretch (48 hours in dog terms) of not getting wet and/or utterly exhausted and they are giving me sad, reproachful looks.
This is Day Four, and even though they are trying to be understanding, they know in their doggy hearts that they won’t be going to the river today or getting any training today, and they are not happy about it.
In the short term, I gotta ride it out. In the longer term, I gotta move. As the population continues to grow here and climate change seems to be kicking off fire seasons earlier every year, living in a valley full of smoke, heat and exhaust just isn’t cutting it for my lungs — or my dogs.
After I finish our syndicated pet-care page for the week, I’ll be looking at real estate porn, at small pieces of acreage in other states, in places that are less crowded and certainly have better air quality. (This is a long-term project because I just happen to live in a place where you couldn’t currently give a house away, No. 5 on the foreclosure hit parade, with one in 50 homes on the way to being owned by lenders.) And then, exhausted and feeling very sorry for myself, I’ll be napping.
Enough whining … these bad-breathing stretches come and go, and they’re just part of life for me. Honestly, I find them more frustrating than worrisome, because I have a lot of things I’d like to be getting done. (Including taking the dogs out, of course!)
Side benefit of a slow economy: Direct-sale internet puppy-millers seem to be reducing prices because “stock” just isn’t moving anymore. Maybe they’ll get into another line of work! One of the dirtbags who always shows up on my gmail account ads is reducing prices by half to dump the three litters of “doodles” she has. She is also selling her “proven stud” and one of the crank-’em-out girls who “throws nice puppies.” Ugh.
Male “enhancement” pills: Maybe her “proven stud” just needs some help! Ever wonder what’s in those “male enhancement” pills? Why, so does the FDA:
Jack Distribution, LLC, 1501 Green Road Unit C Pompano Beach, Florida 33064 and its wholesale distributors G & N works, Inc., and Devine Distribution, Inc., announced today that they are conducting a voluntary nationwide recall of all lot numbers of the company’s supplement products sold under the brand names Rize 2 The Occasion and Rose 4 Her. New lots of Rize 2 and Rose 4 her (not subject to this recall) will contain lot numbers beginning in “BL”. Jack Distribution, LLC, is conducting this recall after being informed by representatives of the Food and Drug Administration (FDA) that lab analysis by FDA of Rize 2 and Rose 4 Her samples of random lots found the product contains potentially harmful, undeclared ingredients.
No it’s not pet-related, just weirdly amusing in my oxygen-deprived state. As you may have gathered from past postings, I watch a fair amount of Thoroughbred horse-racing, mostly on the weekends when the top-level horses are running in stakes races. Because of this, I also see a lot of “male enhancement” advertising.
See, the ads on the horse-racing networks (really, the horse-gambling networks) seem mostly to be for “male enhancement,” hair enhancement, money lending and debt relief. I’m guessing I’m not the networks’ target demographic …
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