Well, nothing like a sleepover in the hospital to afford time to catch up on your reading. Luckily for me, the nurses obliged by bring stacks of paperbacks from the break room, but prior to that I was able to finish a couple of the dog books from my reading queue and they were both winners.
First up was Polar Dream by Helen Thayer
Ms. Thayer was in her fifties when she decided that a solo journey to the North Pole was on her bucket list and determined to check it off. She had at first determined to make the journey alone, but the locals convinced her that she needed a dog and graciously donated Charlie to accompany her.
Good thing, too, as not only were there plenty of polar bears bent on enjoying middle aged lady snacks, but he also served as her emotional support when things got tough (and they got really, really tough). Don't worry, they both make it back OK, but even knowing that, reading of her harrowing expedition can get scary at times.
Dogs and a Cottage by Dora Wright. I couldn't find this on Amazon, but did find a bookstore for it here.
Even if you don't love Airedales (which, of course, I do), this is a great read for anybody who loves dogs. A determined, self sufficient, middle aged (again) woman, Ms. Wright sets to buying her "dream cottage" and continuing her Airedale breeding program.
Her writing is no-nonsense as she tackles the challenges of re-constructing her house into a livable space. You'll also learn a bit about the mind set of a responsible breeder whose goal is to continue the proud lineage of healthy, happy Airedales.
It's no secret that I would love another Airedale. Maybe someday. But for now, I can get my terrier fix by reading good books and the wonderful blogs of my Airedale friends.
This next one is not a dog book, but it's good too. Lacie Mumsie suggested I stop by the library and pick up a copy of Eat This Not That. (unlike Mango and Pea, I do whatever Lacie and her Mumsie tell me - they are scary)!
There are a ton of books in the series, but I chose the "no diet" one. A very practical guide to making good choices when dining out or eating at home. And a slightly different philosophy than the standard preaching regarding a healthy diet. So, even though it will require (gasp) food preparation on my part, I'm going to give it a shot.
I am feeling fine after my ER adventure (but have possibly crossed our local hospital off my list of places to visit). I think that if the EMT's ever have to drag my sorry self off the estate that I will pin a note to my chest that says "anyplace but Framingham." Even Dr. Dreamy in the ER and all the wonderful nurses, technicians, assistants, and other crew could not make up for what struck me as a sloppily run endeavor.
Given that I read everything and anything in front of me (read the user manual on my IV drip, my automatic bed, and every scrap of paper on the walls and bulletin boards) it should come as no surprise that I snatched my chart up and read it cover to cover. Even before my stress test I noted that there was a set of discharge papers right up front stating that I had not had a cardiac event. I was one of three patients who made a jail break "against medical advice" from the cardiac unit on Friday.
That said, my performance on the treadmill did encourage me to attack my walks with Pea with greater vigor and the time I spent bouncing up and down in front of my heart monitor to see how accurate it was also encouraged me to do a bit of bouncing on my own whilst playing tennis ball with the boys.
So, it's all good.
P.S. Hopefully Mango is over being velcro dog. He has been very clingy and needy since I got home. Not a bad thing except that when he is busy being a momma's dog, little Pea is afraid to get too close for fear that Mr. Grumpy Pants will AR AR AR at him. Poor little guy. Fear not, I am making sure to give Pea extra attention as well.