My View On Hunting

Yesterday, I walked outside to clean up after my dog and I saw a bird laying on it’s side..dead.  I felt so bad.  If you hadn’t looked closely you would  think he was sleeping.  Poor thing.  I obviously didn’t want to touch him due to possible ‘bird flu” but I felt even worse when I showed my husband and he told me to “Pick it up and throw it in the trash”.  This is one of God’s creatures.  That just didn’t feel right to me.  So I dug a hole with a shovel (probably not as deep as I should have) and buried the bird.  I’ve been praying for that little bird ever since.

As you can tell by the above story, I am a total animal person.  I once hit a Possum that ran in front of my car and the first thing I did was call Animal Control to make sure it didn’t have babies in its pouch.  My husband and I had our honeymoon in San Diego so we could hit the zoo and the wild animal park plus, we had dog and cat figures on the tiers of the cake since we only had one bridesmaid and one groomsman.

Anyway, I have a niece who married a man who likes to hunt.  He actually hunts Antelope, Elk, Deer, etc and brings it home to eat.  They live in Arizona so it is not like they live in an area where they have to hunt in order to eat.  Her husband just won an award or something for killing the largest Elk in a certain area (I think).  I try really hard to keep my mouth shut on the whole issue but it gets harder and harder as time goes on.  I can just imagine their house with Trophy Heads all over the walls.  I am trying to get closer with this niece and her family but this issue is really tough for me.  My young, Great-Nephews are even getting into hunting now and my niece now has her own bow for target practice.  She says there is no way she could kill an animal but I know she may as well end that sentence with the word….Yet.

Anyway, to clarify: I don’t believe in hunting unless it is absolutely necessary.  We are not Indians and this is not the caveman era.  We have tons of stores now.  Unless you work in the actual field which most of us don’t, there is no reason to hunt an animal for food anymore.  As for keeping down the population; who are we to decide that?  Doesn’t God make that decision or survival of the fittest?  I think its horrible to put those innocent animals in that position.  It’s bad enough we’ve built houses in their territories plus, half the time they are just being animals and get killed for that.

In other news…My first visit with the Anal/Colorectal Surgeon is scheduled for Monday.  Yes, it is a man.  I had no choice in that.  Please pray he is professional and he can help me and heal me of this pain.

Nightmare Doc Appointment

So, I saw the doctor yesterday for my Hemorrhoids.  What a nightmare!  I waited almost 2 hours for the doctor to tell me I am not a candidate for surgery and to bag on me about the pain as well as to say I mainly have Skin Tags down there.  I swear, I told him I have pain just using the restroom and he still jams this tool in my rectum that spins and as I’m practically crying for him to take it out says, “if you can’t handle this; you definitely wouldn’t be able to handle surgery.”  When I said, “Well, Wouldn’t I be asleep?” he goes, “Not during recovery.  We can’t keep you asleep forever.”  He said even with surgery the Hemorrhoids will still come back and I guess most of mine have shrunk anyway but I guess I have quite a few Skin Tags back there and they will just grow with age because he is not going to cut them off.  When I asked him, what I am going to do about this pain and if it will ever go away..he goes, “I can’t answer that.”  His only advice was to use suppositories that don’t have Cortisone and use Baby Wipes instead of Toilet Paper.  One of  his assistant girls told me to take lots of  warm baths which I enjoy anyway.   This  doctor is really not a specialist in this.  However, he does a lot of  Laparoscopic and other surgery and deals with many patients who suffer from Hemorrhroids. 

 My husband’s boss apparently has had surgery for this so if I don’t feel better soon I may try to get into see his Colorectal Specialist or whatever the title is (the one that did his Hemorrhoid surgery) and get another opinion.  In the meantime, I continue to suffer but I use Baby Wipes which I throw in paper bags in the trash verse T/P. as often as possible.  A bit gross. 

 I feel like I should be one of those Hoarder people I see on t.v. all the time.  But wait, then I may as well be just throwing the bags in the living room after filling them up.  lol

Nervous About Driving

I have a doctor appointment next week and I need to drive myself of which I am nervous because it’s at 8:30 a.m. and there will be a lot of traffic.  I never used to be nervous of driving in traffic .  My husband has been going to these appointments with me and he is going to take me this wknd and show me how to get there and where to park to make things easy for me.  It’s funny because it is actually located in Orange across from the hospital where I was born and I even used to live across the street from the hospital, plus, I used to visit my mother when she was in a home down the street and in the same hospital.  One time, I even picked her up from the hospital and took her to the home. 

 It’s  just that my mind has spun out over the year or so and I still feel as if I am sort of not normal or not myself and never will be.