Blurry!

 

Everything! This may be even shorter than I wanted to do!

Geez, my eyes now, during the night it was my ulnar nerve entrapment that the orthopedic hand surgeon wanted to fix with my basilar joint all on my right side way back in 2001,... meaning my right side would be out of commission for four months, and me being right-handed!

Optic neuritis is not my friend. I have had it about ten times and received IV Solu Medrol for it most of those times, that is until the cure was worse than the problem. Yep, it finally affected my glucose way too much over, 400 was the glucose, and I am not a diabetic, and my kidneys' GFR went down to 30!!! Nearly needing dialysis!

So no more steroids for me ever was decided, a few years ago. 

Back to the eyes, blurriness, I had had cataract surgery in 2010 on my left that was made a reading lens.

The right after four years of growing into a third-world cataract due to having a neurologist, I no longer "see" her, who said it wasn't worth fixing... I found an eye doctor willing to look at my brain MRI and give me a chance!

The day after my second cataract surgery in 2014 I had 20/20 vision, and that became my distance eye! The plan was no glasses for near or far vision...albeit, now I still need them for distance. Until today not for reading? 

Although, with all my optic neuritis flares my optic nerve on my right side has diminished vision by 30%.

The pain from my elbow issue is called ulnar nerve entrapment, and below is the hotkey on additional information on that topic.

https://www.hopkinsmedicine.org/health/conditions-and-diseases/ulnar-nerve-entrapment

I guess I did okay, considering it's my reading eye that is misbehaving now.

Hope it's not the optic neuritis paying me another nasty visit! And me with no way to fix it! The hotkey about ON is below.

https://my.clevelandclinic.org/departments/neurological/depts/multiple-sclerosis/ms-approaches/optic-neuritis

And so we must go for now...

Please be smart, as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant night.

Count those blessings, and we will too!

Next time, please be here or be square, ya hear!

Aussie, say Good day!

I am Aussie, not being from Australia, but American-made. I will comply anyway for the fun of it,... so I will say good day!

I am called Aussie, because my Mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl, who had been looking at me, in the crate at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way,... so Mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and Mom liked the name Aussie too. We have since found out that it is a very common name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon though,...some might say even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd. Here is an interesting factoid, I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but...as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now three years old, so I am the baby, though tipping the scales around seventy pounds, HA! I must admit, a very big one! 
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. Below is my new PIC that had been taken on the birthday that I share with my Dad, but Dad is much, much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, February 16, 2018, his brother's birthday.

                            3 months................................................3 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018. 

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties...We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in from my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear the shelters' day!Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am six years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-of-war on the ropes that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I was wandering the neighborhood for days and then saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window so I hung out there... The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening? 

Now my name of Chance is because I was given another chance, it could be only the second one or perhaps more... The animal control lady came out to see if I had a chip with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance!

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!