Where it's at....
So, Tweak goes to the vet on Wednesday.
We weren't going to put her under anethstesia (which I can't spell) again, but I think her shattered canine tooth is finally starting to give her problems. It's either that, or she's horribly tired of the food I've been giving her, which has been all the same thing. I am, of course, worried about what the outcome will be. The doctor listed a bunch of things which could be done differently this time in order to help save Tweak from any complications-- and hopefully, since we're not going to try and remove any tumors, it'll be quick, around thirty minutes or so.
Still... the closer it gets to Wednesday, the more scared I get.
Tweak's kidneys are starting to be borderline high in their levels... so, she's heading toward kidney disease. Basically, if the mammary cancer doesn't get her, the kidney disease will. She's going to go on a medicine to try and stall the growth of the tumors, if not shrink them a little, and of course, this will put stress on her kidneys. The doctor says it's the lesser of the two evils.
I think that if it helps her with her pain, and has a chance of making the tumors less aggressive, then I am willing to try it, with blood tests every three months or so.
She wasn't supposed to live past a year, according to the vets two years ago. She's living on borrowed time now, and so I want to make sure that it's not time spent in pain, where she can't eat due to her tooth.
I just hope this is the right decision.
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Dipshit wrote me a nasty email in regards to me mentioning how I didn't like the fact that he had pictures of me up, and the stuff about the rumors, and the dirty things he said to me.
He reacted pretty much in the way I expected-- explosively angry, saying he'd destroy any paintings he had of me, etc etc.
Whatever.
Why can't people be a little more aware of their impact on other folks?
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Gonna hopefully meet an old friend on Sunday, and bridge some gaps, myself... for things I did that were not so great on my part. Lots of apologies and explaining to do. Well, not much in way of explanation, I think, since I was an ass to someone and her future husband. I just hope that the gap -can- be bridged. I think it can. I think it's time, and I think that I am worth forgiving now. I wasn't before, though.
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Dammit, still not enough time to post about the more spiritual stuff. Grah.
In arty news, I am painting Artemis (the one Sarah should have gotten probably), and have a commission in the works for a Squirrel King, a la the St. Onion Ring painting, and I think I'm just going to drop Elvis. I just don't feel him at all.
me.
We weren't going to put her under anethstesia (which I can't spell) again, but I think her shattered canine tooth is finally starting to give her problems. It's either that, or she's horribly tired of the food I've been giving her, which has been all the same thing. I am, of course, worried about what the outcome will be. The doctor listed a bunch of things which could be done differently this time in order to help save Tweak from any complications-- and hopefully, since we're not going to try and remove any tumors, it'll be quick, around thirty minutes or so.
Still... the closer it gets to Wednesday, the more scared I get.
Tweak's kidneys are starting to be borderline high in their levels... so, she's heading toward kidney disease. Basically, if the mammary cancer doesn't get her, the kidney disease will. She's going to go on a medicine to try and stall the growth of the tumors, if not shrink them a little, and of course, this will put stress on her kidneys. The doctor says it's the lesser of the two evils.
I think that if it helps her with her pain, and has a chance of making the tumors less aggressive, then I am willing to try it, with blood tests every three months or so.
She wasn't supposed to live past a year, according to the vets two years ago. She's living on borrowed time now, and so I want to make sure that it's not time spent in pain, where she can't eat due to her tooth.
I just hope this is the right decision.
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Dipshit wrote me a nasty email in regards to me mentioning how I didn't like the fact that he had pictures of me up, and the stuff about the rumors, and the dirty things he said to me.
He reacted pretty much in the way I expected-- explosively angry, saying he'd destroy any paintings he had of me, etc etc.
Whatever.
Why can't people be a little more aware of their impact on other folks?
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Gonna hopefully meet an old friend on Sunday, and bridge some gaps, myself... for things I did that were not so great on my part. Lots of apologies and explaining to do. Well, not much in way of explanation, I think, since I was an ass to someone and her future husband. I just hope that the gap -can- be bridged. I think it can. I think it's time, and I think that I am worth forgiving now. I wasn't before, though.
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Dammit, still not enough time to post about the more spiritual stuff. Grah.
In arty news, I am painting Artemis (the one Sarah should have gotten probably), and have a commission in the works for a Squirrel King, a la the St. Onion Ring painting, and I think I'm just going to drop Elvis. I just don't feel him at all.
me.