Trudy, Dallas will be finefinefine. I decree it.
Thanks, Teppy.
I thought I had braced myself, pre-discussed a salary advance to pay the unaffordable vet bill, pep-talked myself "they've always been fine before" -- and then I get Upper West Side Yuppie Vet saying "well, they'll probably want to remove a large region around the masses and lymphnodes and drainage and... and I'm not qualified to do it."
Dude, the dog is just not that big! How much do you think you should chop out of her WITHOUT EVEN DIAGNOSING CANCER?!?!?
Sighhh
Soup has been achieved. The walk to the corner nearly flattened me. Wish me luck not fainting on the trip to Queens. Oy. (I have a plan, actually, all this soup will be restorative and I'll be fine-ish for the schlep)
Shit, she's on to it. That's gonna skew the results.
Smooth, Brenda, now she knows we're in on it.
Aw Trudy. Bless your heart. No faintyness. All restorativeness to you.
I'm with you erika. I didn't get the 'diagnosis' until my early 30's. Kind of a relief in a nsm way. At least I could stop viewing myself as stupid, but the effect is still the same. Sigh.
Interesting about the dyscalculia. Must google. I think mine is garden variety dyslexia. I can see the numbers...and calculate in my head...I just don't see the RIGHT numbers.
Once had a stats prof who would follow my page-long caluculations and give me credit because he could see that I got the concept even if I didn't get the right answer. Kindness in graduate school ('professional graduate program' = old people askeared of math), foolishness in real life.
Vet-ma, Trudes.
I am sitting at home. I was suppose to go to Costa Mesa (about 50 miles away) for a class and left at 7:00 this morning. Then, I took a wrong exit and got hopelessly lost in a baaaad section of LA, then found my way to a better section that was all warehouses, so there was no one to ask directions of, then ended up in some place called Vernon. I finally found my way back to a road I recognized, but by that time I had missed half the class and decided to head home. Annpyinmgly, I had taken the day as PTO to take class--although I will be able to make it up in the future. I assuaged my feelings of doofusitude by stopping at Mervyn's and buying two tank tops for $9 each.
Much health~ma for Dallas. Is Dallas part lab? Most of the labs and lab mixes I've know have gotten all lumpy with age. No cancer, just fat-filled lumps.
All kinds of ~ma for Trudy and Dallas.
I assuaged my feelings of doofusitude by stopping at Mervyn's and buying two tank tops for $9 each.
Good plan!
Interesting about the dyscalculia. Must google.
Me, too. I'm so bad at math, I still use my fingers half the time.
Hee. I suspect Dallas is not part lab. Possibly a very small part...
But I've seen that fat-deposit thing in any number of dogs. Dallas is just following the crowd. Nothing to see here, I decree it.
Is Dallas part lab? Most of the labs and lab mixes I've know have gotten all lumpy with age. No cancer, just fat-filled lumps
She's a cocker spaniel (and possibly something else little as she is a foundling and very small for a cocker). They tend to have bad eyes, ears, and skin. She's always been very healthy but in her old age (and she's very perky for 12) she's started getting little cysts (which I think is a Cocker thing too). Because of where these are I should certainly take them off and test them but COME ON.
Alright, sugar free popsicle has been ingested along with soup. Leaving for vet in an hour and a half. Could this BE more fun?!?!
