May 2007
A bit of the back story . . .
Jody Brittan is a long-time TART in Houston. Her boyfriend, Kris Wallace, loves Jody and has no dogs. He is the wonderful man who has provided the love & nurturing & quiet home for Lizzy's recuperation since the time of her surgery for the enormous hernia. He adores Jody and now he adores Lizzy.
Jody & Kris are being kept up-to-date on all your good wishes. They are exhausted & elated.
All of us in Texas send a huge "Thank you".
Late Report:
Lizzy is still having some arrhythmia (irregular heartbeat),; they have her on the Lidocaine again, and it's working. The chest x-ray looked normal, so that is good. Her heart looks ok - that is great news. Her ALT liver enzyme is still high and there have been some mild changes in her coagulation. The EKG did show some mitro regurgitation, but no pulmonary hypertension - that is good.
They will keep her on IV fluids tonight. They still don't have a good reason for this to be happening and Dr. Bradbury basically told me she is "at a loss" as to what is causing this. They seem to think that the GI distress is causing the heart problem . . . I wish we could pinpoint the exact cause and problem.
She will be transferred to the cardiology department in the morning and the cardiologist will be calling me tomorrow a.m. I am anxious to talk to her and ask more questions. She is still acting more perky and looking good. No vomiting or diarrhea since she's been at A&M, so that is encouraging too.
Allie & Lizzy in May 2007
Now I lay me down to sleep.
The king-sized bed is soft and deep.
I sleep right in the center groove.
My human being can hardly move.
I've trapped her legs, she's tucked in tight.
And here is where I pass the night.
No one disturbs me or dares intrude
'Til morning comes and I want food!
I sneak up slowly and then begin,
My nudgings on my human's chin.
She wakes up slowly and smiles and shouts,
"You precious pest . . . 5 more minutes, now cut it out!"
But morning's here and it's time to play.
I always seem to get my way.
So thank you, Lord, for giving me
This human person that I see.
The one who hugs and holds me tight
And shares her bed with me at night.
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