Update of sorts
I haven't updated in so long. Let's see... what has happened.
I had a girlfriend. I put up with her for approximately 5 weeks and ceremoniously dumped her. The dating thing is not for me. Perhaps one day I will find someone who I will be able to look at without thinking about how fucking dumb they are. I'm obviously not too worried about it, lol.
I had to put Elphie to sleep because of a cancerous tumor. It was hard but I made the right call. I still miss her and I still haven't cleaned her cage out. I get over things very slowly.
I was nursing an abandoned 3 week old kitten whom I named Peter, who was constantly sick. I woke up one morning to take him to the vet again and he was dead. We had a great 3 weeks together though. He'll be waiting for me on the other side.
My grandparents got moved to the new nursing home a mile away from my parents house, so my dad no longer has to travel 3.5 hours to go see them. This takes a load of his stress off him, so I'm happy.
Now Joey has a mammary tumor, but it's smaller than Elphie's was and she is in perfect health so it's most likely benign - female rats tend to get them at her age (almost 2). I'm going to take her in on Wednesday and discuss the options with the vet, probably surgery if she can make it. We will see. She's doing fine though. She is my favorite of all the babies born in my old apartment, and by far the most affectionate. I'd be devastated if anything happen to her.
I'm slowly rotting from the inside out with what I believe to be uterine fibroid tumors or endometriosis. I find out Monday, but the pain is breath-taking, soul-stunning, and gut-wrenching. I am terrified to see this doctor, who has no clue that I am trans. I just want a medical name, a reason to validate the agony that I am going through. No, it's not just cramps. No, it's not just a period. This is not normal. I should not be throwing up or crawling to the bathroom because I'm in so much pain. I should not have any pelvic pain throughout the rest of the month, but I do and I have. We are brought up to think that shit is normal, but it's not normal. I want my life back. I want Monday to get here.
This update really sucked, but I wanted to do something that kept this journal alive. Ten years old - it's earned that much.
I had a girlfriend. I put up with her for approximately 5 weeks and ceremoniously dumped her. The dating thing is not for me. Perhaps one day I will find someone who I will be able to look at without thinking about how fucking dumb they are. I'm obviously not too worried about it, lol.
I had to put Elphie to sleep because of a cancerous tumor. It was hard but I made the right call. I still miss her and I still haven't cleaned her cage out. I get over things very slowly.
I was nursing an abandoned 3 week old kitten whom I named Peter, who was constantly sick. I woke up one morning to take him to the vet again and he was dead. We had a great 3 weeks together though. He'll be waiting for me on the other side.
My grandparents got moved to the new nursing home a mile away from my parents house, so my dad no longer has to travel 3.5 hours to go see them. This takes a load of his stress off him, so I'm happy.
Now Joey has a mammary tumor, but it's smaller than Elphie's was and she is in perfect health so it's most likely benign - female rats tend to get them at her age (almost 2). I'm going to take her in on Wednesday and discuss the options with the vet, probably surgery if she can make it. We will see. She's doing fine though. She is my favorite of all the babies born in my old apartment, and by far the most affectionate. I'd be devastated if anything happen to her.
I'm slowly rotting from the inside out with what I believe to be uterine fibroid tumors or endometriosis. I find out Monday, but the pain is breath-taking, soul-stunning, and gut-wrenching. I am terrified to see this doctor, who has no clue that I am trans. I just want a medical name, a reason to validate the agony that I am going through. No, it's not just cramps. No, it's not just a period. This is not normal. I should not be throwing up or crawling to the bathroom because I'm in so much pain. I should not have any pelvic pain throughout the rest of the month, but I do and I have. We are brought up to think that shit is normal, but it's not normal. I want my life back. I want Monday to get here.
This update really sucked, but I wanted to do something that kept this journal alive. Ten years old - it's earned that much.