SIDEBAR #56 - Travis Alexander forum

[Niner]

jingles!!!!!!!!!

 

[zoey]

Zoey, I have been sending you Jingles and I hope you are feeling better. Xo

Thank you my dear---still about the same...

 

[zoey]

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This is what the tile pattern will look like, except for the piece on top. The bottom 6x6" tile is called skirting and is probably used more on bigger walls but I liked it. The smaller subway tiles are 3x6 and will be set in a running bond pattern above the skirting. The height from counter top to under cabinets is 18" so hopefully it will look good. Fingers crossed. The skirting color of my tile is a very soft yellowy gray green and the subway tile is a creamier white. A little more creamy than I expected.

Beautiful tiles

 

[GigiG]

jingles!!!!!!!!!

Wishing Bernina was here to offer insight and hope...

 

[Spellbound]

zoey, special thoughts coming your way. :hug:

 

[ILikeToBendPages]

It seems no matter how many times you wash your hands and use Purell before you open a bathroom door and after you close the door and put the pieces of tp around the seat, holding back four squares and hoping it's enough, you wash your hands with antibacterial soap, and use purell again when you leave the bathroom, and walk twenty feet and do the purell hand jive again before you enter the er treatment room, it does no good when a small child sitting next to you in the waiting room unloads their taco bell at you feet. I am now taking Imodium and sucking on peppermints.

My nephew had an angioplasty this morning and is doing good. He may be able to come home in the morning. My sister is staying the night with him. Our mother died in October 1974 and when we were closing up her apartment I found him standing in her bedroom, and he asked me if he'd ever see her again. It broke my heart. He was her first grandchild. I'll be glad when October is over.



[video=youtu;SV9d6g3bToU]http://youtu.be/SV9d6g3bToU[/video]

 

[GigiG]

It seems no matter how many times you wash your hands and use Purell before you open a bathroom door and after you close the door and put the pieces of tp around the seat, holding back four squares and hoping it's enough, you wash your hands with antibacterial soap, and use purell again when you leave the bathroom, and walk twenty feet and do the purell hand jive again before you enter the er treatment room, it does no good when a small child sitting next to you in the waiting room unloads their taco bell at you feet. I am now taking Imodium and sucking on peppermints.

My nephew had an angioplasty this morning and is doing good. He may be able to come home in the morning. My sister is staying the night with him. Our mother died in October 1974 and when we were closing up her apartment I found him standing in her bedroom, and he asked me if he'd ever see her again. It broke my heart. He was her first grandchild. I'll be glad when October is over.

http://youtu.be/SV9d6g3bToU

Oh, my heart aches for you and your family. Hoping for the best of all possible outcomes!

 

[franquerolane]

How long since Bernina has posted? When do we go looking for her?

 

[Spellbound]

Hang in there, Pages. October is almost over. Sending warm hugs your way.

 

[Zuri]

I just witnessed the true power of Jingles, prayer, love with my own eyes. Right in front of me over the course of 6 hours. I waited for DH to get home to drive me over to the barn. Knox was not doing well, was having to be given 5000 cc bags of fluid, 2 at a time and be sedated every 45 minutes. His left side was so distended with gas and he was in agony. I truly thought I was going to have to call my vet back in to put him down. His suffering was palpable and it filled the barn. At night, when everyone is gone from the barn, the horses sleep or munch hay and it is very quiet. All the horses were awake and looking out their stall doors, probably because there were 4 people holding watch over a horse that could die. The euthanasia medicine was there.

We reached the point of no return or so I thought. It was bad. I chose to treat him at the barn instead of NBC because I knew it was bad and I wanted him to die at home. My daughter did not stop touching that horse the entire time I was there. He was pacing in circles, very agitated, flank watching as he was in so much pain. I called the vet and told her I was going to stay there with Caroline until the end and I would call her when it was time. My DH went home at midnight and the groom, Roberto, stayed with me and Caroline.

I looked at my beautiful horse in the eye and with every ounce of sheer willpower I had, told him it was not his time to go. I just said please Live. I am not ready for you to go. You need to stay. I channeled you all here. I channeled every healing entity in the Universe, and for me personally, I prayed to God not to take my beloved horse as I watched my daughter weep.

We finished giving him the 30K cc of fluid, disconnected the IV, sedated him again and walked him for 2 hours. And right before my eyes, the distention dissipated. It went away. He perked up. His ears went forward and he followed my daughter around the indoor ring, slowly at first and then over time, normal pace. I saw his tail move ever so slightly so I knew he was passing gas as he walked which is what we desperately needed. He peed like a race horse every 5 minutes from all the fluid and I continued to watch this miracle unfold.

We put him back in his stall and he was rammy. He was looking for hay. I am like what??? So I told DD to give him a handful of hay. He ate it. The light was back in his eyes. The 3 of us were so shocked as he had been on death's door not an hour before.

I had reconciled to put him down if the drugs and fluids did not work. I listened to my daughter sob in my DH arms saying she didn't want him to die. With that said, the only intervention was going to be a Holy one. And it happened. He is not out of the woods yet, but when I left at 1:30 am, Knox was his 10 yo self, beautiful beyond words.

I tend not to put a lot of stock in miracles, yet I have seen them on occasion. Well tonight I witnessed one with my own eyes. Hopefully, he will make it until morning and the morning after that, and after that. This is a horse who has been at death's door now on 10 different occasions with colic. He has mini episodes periodically that go away with just medicine. But full blown colic? Most horses die or are put down to keep them from suffering.

This is the third time I have made the decision to let go and knew I was making the right choice. And yet his will to live, our will to help him live, and by the grace of God, he has pulled through. The groom will be checking him at 3 am so I am up for the long haul. His condition can still change on a dime. But in this moment, there is peace.

Thank you for being there in spirit and the prayers and Jingles. They came through tonight loud and clear. Love to all of you.

 

[Zuri]

In this pic, you can't see the IV bags hanging from the ceiling nor the right sided distention as he was moving and was agitated. His back left leg is extended behind him as he is trying to get comfortable. He was trying to eat the straw, so we had to put shavings in. He was not a happy horse.

 

[Zuri]

This is a horse in pain. Note his eyes as they are truly Windows to the soul. His hoofs are contorted trying to achieve a position of comfort. Well that and a boat load of sedation that made him snore. My vet is pretty brilliant. She is my broodmare/breeding vet who agreed to treat all my horses, even though this was is a gelding. She gave him the strongest drugs out there, including one they give to foals in shock that are dying that has cross use. How lucky I am to have the best group of people around.

While all this is going on, I am having to make arrangements for once he is put down, to get him to NBC for a necropsy. I am basically donating his body to science at NBC as he is so atypical with his colic, that they want to study his entire GI system in hopes of gleaning info from intestinal tract, developing drugs and procedures to treat, so that no horse or owner has to suffer.

 

[Spellbound]

Sending more jingles your way, Zuri. What a beautiful story you shared. I do hope Knox stays pain free.

 

[coffeejunkie]

Zuri, miracles do happen every day...hang in there...saying PRAYERS and sending JINGLES!!!

 

[coffeejunkie]

Zoey, PRAYER and JINGLES coming your way, too :hug:

 

[coffeejunkie]

How long since Bernina has posted? When do we go looking for her?

Round up the search party...

Bernina! Oh Bernina! Come out wherever you are!

 

[daisymae]

What a night for you, Zuri, and how great the news is today. I'm so happy and relieved that Knox pulled through. Now take care of your health and get some rest.

 

[neesaki]

Has anyone here heard about this indie short film loosely based on Jodi Arias' story? (I say Jodi Arias' story because it is clearly about her and not Travis.) It's called "Chandelier," from the song by Sia, which is the main part of the soundtrack.

http://nobudge.com/main/chandelier

I know they were trying to be creative and that they admit to taking creative license, but I found it offensive that they portrayed Jodi as a sweet, insecure young woman who just wanted to please, and Travis as an emotional bully. I watched this interview with the main actors and the director, and they seemed quite proud that advance audiences felt sympathy for Jodi... WTH?

interview:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TRR6W65fajI

Sounds like a bunch of femi-Nazis to me. Disgusting people, I can't watch it.

 

[neesaki]

Hi everyone, Happy Halloween weekend! Anyone want a lion killing dentist suit? It's only 140 grand!

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry...killing-lion-costume_55df6b20e4b0e7117ba94212

 

[Zuri]

Knox is alive and feeling well as of 11:50 am today. The vet has been out and she is thrilled with his complete 180. I did not expect to be writing this at all and I am still in an euphoric disbelief. He is eating his pellet grain and we upped his Prednisolone to try and prevent any more of these horrific episodes.

You all have been through this with me before and have been so incredibly supportive. I think you all gathered that I will pull out all the stops and try everything before putting this horse down and why. Horses typically know their owners and develop a bond. Knox does not know me from Adam. He knows and loves my daughter as she is his person. He whinnies when he hears her voice in the barn and will race across a field to her when she calls him.

I don't know how to explain it, but this horse came into my life 5 years ago for a reason. He is my life long dream come true of owning such a spectacular horse that to this day still takes my breath away (in a good way). I had hoped that one day I would be able to get on him and ride him, which I realized long ago was never going to happen. And it doesn't matter.

The bonds we have with people and animals sometimes just can't be put into words. It transcends logic or tangibility or whatever the word is. I feel the same type of bond with so many of you here. To others, it probably makes no sense when we talk about our SB friends as if they are right in front of us or we saw each other that day. All I know is that I value all of you so very much and your kindnesses to me over the years have been many. I am so blessed to have had your support and caring through the. Good and the bad times. Thank you. Love you. Jingles.