Time does fleet

Mar 24, 2013 18:48

Henrietta is departed not long after my last entry; one of the receptionists at the vet fell in love with her, and since she was still making me sneeze I passed her on.  I haven't heard anything though I offered to take her back if there were problems, so I assume all is well; I will call at some point.

She went into a sort of apologetic heat five days before, well-behaved but rather pathetically asking me to make it better, which of course I couldn't.  She was so uncomfortable, poor thing.  But that does answer the question of whether she'd been spayed or not.

I've been off most social media for weeks, haven't touched Twitter really and spent a month not looking at LJ.  Pain absorbs my energy even when I'm on analgesics, and I've had to switch to the prescription ibuprofen.  My ovarian cyst has returned and it rather rivets my attention.

I'm to make an appointment for surgery this week.  *sigh*  I don't want to go through it all again, but there's not much choice; the thing's at three inches and growing and I have days where I can't concentrate for hours at a time.  At least I don't have the nausea yet.

The surgeon keeps urging me to have the whole thing removed, but common wisdom is that a hysterectomy can cause major health problems down the line, and the recovery time is more than I can afford.  I'll settle for losing the one ovary... 

the claw contingent, corporeal form, ferals

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