{"id":2717,"date":"2011-04-14T19:27:28","date_gmt":"2011-04-14T23:27:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.baileybegood.com\/home\/?p=2717"},"modified":"2011-04-15T01:28:21","modified_gmt":"2011-04-15T05:28:21","slug":"unproductive-day-at-doctor","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.baileybegood.com\/home\/2011\/04\/14\/unproductive-day-at-doctor\/","title":{"rendered":"“Unproductive” Day at the Doctor"},"content":{"rendered":"

I know <\/em>I must have had other plans today, but instead of doing something fun<\/em>, I ended up going to the doctor.
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\nFor 2 days now, I have not pooped! It started the night before last, and mommy thought it was time I get checked out. Sooo, mommy told me we were going for a ride in the car…<\/p>\n

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\nShe put my harness on, but I wasn’t in the mood to wear it.
\nI ripped it a little while trying to get it off…<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nAre you sure <\/em>I have to go to the doctor?<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nCome on mommy, get in the car! I want to get this over with.<\/center><\/p>\n

When we first arrived, there was a mean German Shepherd dog in the waiting room. Mommy, me and MT waited over near the shop, where the mean doggie couldn’t see us. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

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\nWhile we were waiting, a couple of Dachshunds walked in.
\nThey seemed very nice. <\/center><\/p>\n

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\nA Mastiff was finished with his appointment, and was ready to leave.<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nAfter the mean dog left, mommy and MT took me to get weighed.
\nToday I weighed 59.1 lbs. When I was here 9 days ago,
\nI weighed 60.4 lbs!<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nI think I smell a kitty!<\/center><\/p>\n

A girl came out and asked us to follow her into a room. Once we got inside, I jumped up on the bench to sit.<\/p>\n

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\nMommy asked me if I was scared. Of course I was scared!
\nThen she said, “Don’t be scared…. you’re on Scare Tactics<\/em>.”
\nNot sure what that means, but MT laughed. <\/center><\/p>\n

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\nAhhhh, I remember this from the last time…
\nthe thermometer! I tried to escape…<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nI was so ready to leave… I don’t need <\/em>to see the doctor!<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nOh! What’s that <\/em>you have there, MT?
\nAre you trying to distract me?<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nWhat’s taking him so long? Doesn’t he know I have
\nother important things to be doing?<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nMaybe I could look up my records on the computer.<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nHeyyy… the reason I’m<\/em> here isn’t listed on this chart!<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nI hear something! Could it be the doctor?<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nIt was the doctor alright… and his assistant. Why is he looking in my ears?
\nThat’s not where my problem is, doc…<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nThe doctor felt my tummy, and said it felt normal.<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nOh no, a rubber glove can’t be good… <\/center><\/p>\n

The doctor took me away to see if I would poop outside. He also got a sample to test for parasites. They also took an x-ray of my tummy, just to be sure everything was OK.<\/p>\n

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\nMommy took a pic of one of the murals while she was waiting.<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nThe doctor brought me back into the room. No poop!
\nSo I waited with mommy and MT for the results of my test and x-ray.<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nWe waited, and waited…<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nAnd waited some more…<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nWhat time is it? Don’t we have to leave?<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nMy mommy is so easily amused.<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nThe doctor came back into the room and went over my x-ray.<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nHe said I have a bit of gas (the dark areas on the x-ray).
\nThat could explain all the burping I’ve been doing.
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He said that I probably have diarrhea, and not constipation. He prescribed some medicine to take twice a day for seven days, and said it may take a few days for things to start moving again.<\/p>\n

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\nMT loves me. <3<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nWe walked through the store as we were leaving.
\nMT picked out a new mat for outside our front door.
\n(Picture below)<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nThey’ve got some awesome stuffz in their store!<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nI was sooo <\/em>ready to go home.<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nHi MT! *wave*<\/center><\/p>\n

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\nHere’s our new door mat!
\nI can’t wait for people to see it! \ud83d\ude42<\/center><\/p>\n

UPDATE:<\/strong> Since I’ve been home, I’ve taken my medicine twice. What do you know… I pooped! Twice! <\/p>\n

I think I’m on the road to recovery. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

Woofs & hugs,<\/p>\n

~Bailey<\/p>\n

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