Eventually we might extend this kitchen into the conservatory (which is just behind it).
I think that my favorite thing about this house is that it has a conservatory.
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Eventually we might extend this kitchen into the conservatory (which is just behind it).
I think that my favorite thing about this house is that it has a conservatory.
House looks fantastic, Seska! Good luck! What exactly is a conservatory, anyway? A Canine Partner sounds like a great idea, too.
Shir, I'm glad it's getting better for you. It's not too soon, it's however it happens.
What exactly is a conservatory, anyway?
It's where Colonel Mustard kills Professor Plum with a candlestick.
Zen, it's basically a sunroom.
I think that my favorite thing about this house is that it has a conservatory.
Ditto.
It's Mr. Boddy who was murdered, or has Colonel Mustard become a serial killer.
I wondered what was being conserved.
It's Mr. Boddy who was murdered, or has Colonel Mustard become a serial killer.
I wanna know - is Colonel Mustard related to Mean Mr. Mustard?
All sympathies, Shir. Also, apologies for taking so long, but I wasn't around yesterday.
Yay for smonster's doggie!
Actually, yesterday I took Max to the specialist for an ultrasound. He charmed everyone (as is his habit). The specialist found no mass except a prominent lymph node (which is pretty common with infections), but every lobe of both lungs is badly congested. As in, something has been going on with his respiratory system for a long time. Probably pneumonia, possibly asthma, less possibly some other kind of infection (or virus or bacteria), and cancer isn't completely out of the question. (Dr. Specialist listed all of those possibilities. She isn't one to minimize concerns.)
For now, we're treating for pneumonia/infection. Continuing antibiotics, steam treatments (which means when we shower, Max is in the room and the door is closed). We're able to coax him into eating some dry food, which is odd because he's always preferred moist. And he seems to be perking up a little bit.
I just emailed my advisor to cancel our meeting today. I know that he'll hold it against me, but right now, I can barely walk, even with crutches.