Shir, backflung
Buffybot ,'Dirty Girls'
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Both Dad and Sis are saying to call the vet tomorrow.
I'm outvoted. I'm trying to ascribe my worries to my not-so-inner Jewish Mama, but it's rough.
Crossing my fingers for better results to you with your health-care reform tonight, Americans.
Also, Re: mayhem in Thailand. Did Fay checked in and I missed it due to evil net provider?
She's been online, but nsm on b.org. Speaking of, I just taught Rahmbamarama AIFG. Because somebody said "Wonder where Rahm Emanuel is Right now?' And without thinking I said "I'm twisting arms for healthcare right now, and it's fucking great." I think I created a monster...pray for me.
He's bleeding from the left nostril (where the tumor is) now.
Sis still thinks he's still OK, but that I might have given him too much painkillers.
Dying pets are no fun. I'm wondering when they'll think it'll be time to let him go.
that's so sad.
I'm so sorry you are dealing with this Shir. I know how hard it is, especially trying to decide when the right time is.
It's a hard place to be, Shir.
I'm so scared taking the wrong call. Or not to insist hard enough on my opinion.
Shir, insent
I'm going to bed now. The dog's with the Sis. I'll try and catch some sleep.
I hope he'll have an easy night.