Monday, June 11, 2012

My old friend, it's time to say goodbye...

It's been 3 years since my last post about Big Sweetie. The last post about her can be found here.

  My old getting old.

The time has finally come that I had to make the decision I spoke of in the other post about her. She has made it three years since my last post and been in relatively good health for the most part. Her health is declining at a rapid pace now.

It started with a tumor on her sweet face that is now very large.

Her hips are also in bad shape. She wobbles around the house, and has fallen on more than one occasion. We were on a walk and she faceplanted twice for no reason. Then fell down the stairs to the rec room last Friday. She often cries now when doing nothing more than laying in the floor.

This has told me that it is time. I love her too damn much to allow her to suffer anymore. At the time of posting this, she has 7 days left.  In 7 days I will take her out to the shade trees behind our house, she will get her injection and I will hold her until she takes her last breath.

She has been my best friend for almost 9 years now. She knows more of my secrets and fears than any other person on this planet. She has comforted me when I have been sad, danced around with me when I have been happy, and stolen pork chops from my plate when I looked away.

I will NEVER forget all the good times we all have had with her.

The time Kyle and I got up the courage to try her doggie oreos and found that they tasted just like real oreos, so we broke each cookie in half that night. Half for Big Sweetie, half for us.

The time she literally lived on the bed with mom during her chemotherapy. She only got off the bed to eat and go potty.

The time Blevins first met her, I told him that "She is a good dog, just don't look her in the eyes." So funny watching him try to pet her without looking directly at her while she was trying to get all his attention. Best prank ever. Hah!

The time she pooped in the house cause a tornado was like 500 yards away from the house. (The only time she ever messed in the house!)

                                          She is the best barometer ever.

She chose me, she adopted me, she saved me.

I know after next Monday, she will feel no more pain. No more aching hips. No more cancer pains. I know in my heart I am doing the right thing for her.  It has been a struggle to overcome my selfish desires to keep her on this plane of existence with me longer than need be. We are having a wee gathering this weekend of people that know her. To say their final goodbyes to this great dog. Not just a just guardian angel.

It amazes me just how many lives she has touched. I don't think a single person that has ever met her disliked fact she captured their hearts.

Big Sweetie I love you so much. I love you enough to be able to let you go. It will hurt. But it is for the best babygirl. With tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat, I am able to say that my best friend will be in a better place soon. It will leave a void in my heart that will not be filled for a long time.

I said it on the last post about her and it still stands true to this day. Big Sweetie we love you. Best dog ever.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009


I have not blogged in quite a while. But I feel now like telling all you good people a tale. A tale of the "Toughest Woman Ever". This woman is my mother, Donna Boaz.

Let's rewind the clock a bit.

December 29th, 2006. Mom had a scheduled mammogram that day, but almost did not get it done because we were so busy at work that she felt like she did not need to leave. After a bit of convincing that we would be fine, she went. They called her back that afternoon saying they had found something. Micro-calcifications had shown up on the mammogram. Despite this crushing news, we had planned to go out for New Years Eve and party with Magnolia, and that we did. Had a great time.



January 2007. She was told it was Stage 0 breast cancer and she opted for the double mastectomy to take care of it all.

February 8th, 2007 She had left breast removed. She was under the care of Dr. Stover and we assumed she was in good hands.

She just kept getting sicker and sicker, not healing at all from the surgery. Dr. Stover never gave it a second thought and said she was fine. Her breast would rip open almost weekly from the swelling and fluid. But we were told repeatedly that it was normal. We have never been through this, how should we know any different? Dr. Stover just kept throwing Levaquin at her.

July 2007 Mom had the right breast removed. More pain, and just a gradual downward spiral in her health and quality of life. Again, we were assured it was all normal. Mom even asked...BEGGED them to culture the fluid they were drawing from her breasts when they would rip open. No lie...they would say, "You're fine." and squirt the fluid down the sink. So she just kept getting sicker and sicker and they just kept throwing Levaquin at her.

September 2007 Mom looked like a ghost...Finally one of our customers convinced her that she HAD to go to the Emergency Room. She wouldn't go because of Dr. Stover telling her repeatedly that she was fine.

Once at the ER it turns out her blood pressure was 65 over 45. Basically her body was shutting down and she was walking dead. As it turns out, she had been fighting an internal MRSA (Methicillin-resistant Staphylococcus aureus ) infection. She had been fighting it for MONTHS. A simple culture of the fluid would have easily detected it, but NOOOOOOOO. Apparently according to Stover she was fine. Bitch.

After they opened her up and cleaned the infection out, we saw Stover and she said, "It was slimy in there." and that was it. It was only until later that night one of the nurses told my grandmother that mom would not have probably made it another week if she had not come to the hospital when she did.

So a weeks stay in the hospital and 2 bottles of Vancomycin a day, and she came back home. Right after this Stover either quit the practice or was fired, not real sure which, and moved to Miami. Coincidence? I think not.

April 2008 6 month checkup time. MRI reveals a 13 cm tumor sitting on top of her lungs. It is deemed inoperable due to its close proximity to her lungs. Mom meets with Dr. Thompson to discuss treatment options.

May 5th, 2008 Mom has a "power port" put into her chest to give them a way to inject the chemotherapy without destroying the veins in her arm.

May 8th, 2008 Mom has her first chemotherapy treatment. A vile concoction of two high powered drugs, Cytoxin and Adriamycin. They said if she had been a few years older her body would not have withstood the treatments.

These treatments caused her an unimaginable amount of pain, to the point that even walking was unbearable. These treatments continued every 2 weeks until...

August 28th, 2008 Mom's last chemo treatment!!!

September 11th, 2008 Test results showed the tumor was gone completely!!!

September 13th, 2008 DONNAROO!!!!


Was an awesome benefit for her, raised a lot of money and most importantly it was something she will never forget.

September 23, 2008 Mom started radiation treatments as a precaution to ensure all cancer cells were killed. She had these treatments 5 days a week until....

November 8th, 2008
Mom's last radiation treatment!!!

This brings us to the current time. Now mom has an awesome plastic surgeon that actually gives a damn about her. An amazing oncologist that saved her life. We found out after it was all finished that mom actually had late stage III cancer and that means it was almost past the point of no return. Now mom has her expanders in and is moving towards her reconstruction surgery. It was supposed to be in January, but due to a muscle ripping loose, one expander had to be removed today and she is now looking at a feb. surgery date if all goes well.

This woman has been through hell for almost 4 years now, but you know what? She never stopped smiling and kept a positive attitude through the whole ordeal. I truly believe that is what has kept her on this earth. She beat cancer, MRSA, chemotherapy, and radiation.

She has earned the title of "TOUGHEST WOMAN EVER".

Saturday, October 31, 2009

One Pumpkin To Rule Them All....

3 hours, 10 beers, a half pack of smokes and a thumb blister later....I am proud to present to you the Beer O'Lantern!!!!

Monday, October 19, 2009

Teh Sexy Jib Jab

Oh yeah...we are teh sexy...

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Thursday, October 15, 2009

Square Dancing!!!

Another Jibjab video, this time it is myself, mom, Sweetie and Blevins square dancing LMFAO!!!

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Wednesday, October 14, 2009

The Monster Mash!

Jibjab is the shit! This is myself, Clay, Mom, Blevins, and Fleming doing the Monster Mash!

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Friday, September 25, 2009


I threw a grasshopper in a big spider web today at work. It was amazing seeing that spider wrap it up in silk in less than 5 seconds. I think I am easily amused.