Speaking from experience

Becky here, as I speak from my very own personal experience, this could easily be my story. I even did electroloysis, drank several beers and took about 4 Tylenol before I went to see Doreen for this procedure. In the end I found Stella, the wonderful Colombian woman who is not only my hair stylist but my personal waxer and friend, all in one! It was embarassing the first time but after that, it was a breeze! BTW, The Epilady is a medieval torture device, trust me!!

All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax.Read on..........

My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours:"Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet."So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out.(YA THINK!?!)So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees.("Cold wax,yeah...right!") I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works!OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad I can do this!Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet.Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!!I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP! Another deep breath and RIPP! Everything is spinning and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...must stay conscious. Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip...it's not! I touch. I am touching wax. I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet?I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. SEALED SHUT!!!!MY BUTT IS SEALED SHUT!SEALED SHUT!!!! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself " Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!" What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right???WRONG!!!!!!!******I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter......"So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or hole or hoo-ha?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!!I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions, I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!! It works !!" I get a hearty congratulations from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair....THE HAIR IS STILL THERE....... ALL OF IT! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point.
Next week I'm going to try hair color.....

I want you to meet Sassy

This is my little darling, Sassy. All 2.44 lbs of her. Meagan took this photo today Monday afternoon. She is laying on my chest. Today's talk with the vet is below in case you haven't heard the latest.. Thanks for all your well wishes, warm, loving thoughts and heartfelt prayers for us. I love each and everyone of you! God Bless you!

Becky and the gang

A decison to make

I dreaded going to the Vet this morning. I took Sassy with me. I met with the Vet and he went over the results with me. Her kidneys are normal, liver normal, white blood count is high probably due to her cold or maybe a bad tooth, all the other tests seem to be pretty normal too. He thinks it is her heart, not pumping enough to circulate thru her body. He can give her an antibiotic for the infection, he can give her meds for the epilepsy/ seizures but can't fix her heart. I have to look at her quality of life and she basically has none. She wants to be in my arms all the time, the tech said it was the comfort I give her. The vet said I have to think about my quality of life too. I could spend oodles of money and still not be able to make her well, like the former Sassy. I have a big decision to make and know what I need to do. This should be cut and dried. I shouldn't have to think about it, she is suffering but not in pain. I just love that little dog so much! I'm still praying she will go without the vet's intervention. I don't want her to die in a stranger's hands. I'm going to ask if I can hold her while he administers the dose. Some vets don't allow this. Maybe I'm not strong enough for that either.

Meagan and Moose

Meagan, my daughter, has a jumped on the bandwagon and started a new blog. Please visit the antics of Meagan and her dog, Moose, at http://www.themooseclub.blogspot.com/. She has taken photos of her dog but won't take any photos of my dogs for me. Moose is one wild and crazy dog! I think he ate my bar of handmade doggie soap that I paid $5.00 for. It was on the window ledge and I opened the window and heard something fall, not even thinking about that bar of soap. Well now I can't find the soap. So if I see him blowing bubbles out his butt, I will know where it went! Or any of the dogs blowing bubbles for that matter, but Moose is the only one goofy enough to eat soap!

I meet the Vet at 11am Monday. Will let you know the outcome of the visit.

Sassy Update

The vet's office called me yesterday. The tech didn't make it sound real urgent so I meet with the vet Monday am. Thursday was a good day for Sassy. Yesterday a whole different story. She ate almost nothing, no matter what I offered her. I had put her back on my bed. Last night I went in to check on her and was terrified at what I saw. She looked lifeless, her head in an odd position, her tongue hanging way out and her eyes were in the east-west position, going the opposite direction from each other ( she did the same thing last Friday night only I was holding her at the time). I called her name and she didn't respond. I thought she had died and I wasn't with her when it happened. I picked up her limp body and she came around. It must have just happened. Her breathing was shallow during the night and thought she might go anytime. Nope, didn't happen. She went outside this morning and tinkled. I cut up some chicken for her, she ate a smidgeon, drank water and has been walking around, checking out the other dog food bowls. I sure hope the vet has an answer for me about what to do. One day at a time for now.

On the other hand, today is a gorgeous day outside with a nice cool breeze. Turned off the AC and opened the windows for the fresh air. I think the dogs and I will be out in the yard today with all the birds singing and bees buzzing about and enjoying a beautiful spring day! It will keep my mind off her problems and she likes to lay in the sun and be warm.

A Beautiful Give Away

I am trying my hand at this. Suzanne over at justanotherhangup.blogspot.com is having a give away. I haven't learned how to link a website so you have to go there yourself. She sews the cutest bags you have ever seen. Beautiful fabrics, many styles, look really well made and sturdy. My favorite is the Chocolatey Swirl tote. I love all the things she has in her Etsy shop. She make the cutest totes for little girls. Suzanne calls them Lil' Girl Cupcakes. If my daughter, Meagan, was still little, I would definitely be getting her one. Tell her Becky at sassydog23 sent you! Thanks and good luck!!

Today is Wednesday. No word from the vet's office. I called them for at least an hour and kept getting their voice mail. I left a message and no one called me back. They may have closed early today. I'm guessing the results didn't come back this morning since we did it so late Monday. He had to send it out to a lab. Sassy is drinking, but I'm having a very hard time getting her to eat. I have been giving her the nutrient gel twice a day. She just wants to be cuddled in my arms. I talk to her softly and tell her how much I love her. When she is sleeping with me, I check her often throughout the night.

This all I have for now. Thanks again for thinking of us. Much love to all of you!