Chikat I hope the new vet is a good one.

Trudy glad your foot surgery will have a quicker recovery.

And in FUCK CANCER!!!!! News

I found out today that a co-worker's 7 year old son has leukemia. I knew he'd been out and that it was something to do with his son but there was an email today. This co worker works in another location and I talked to someone else in his department today. This is what I know - they didn't catch it early and he has cancer in his spine and in his brain. He started chemo and they are inject stuff right into his spine. He's at the big teaching hospital near here and my co worker and his wife are staying at Ronald McDonald house.

I met co worker's wife at a work function this fall and she was such a great person to talk to. And she was really happy because he has Asperger's and has been doing great in therapy and just really improving.

I feel so helpless, but we were given an address to send cards so I'm going to get some fun cards and maybe get some legos or stickers or something. I want to do something for my coworker and his wife but I'm not sure what to do.

I haven't watched it, but Aims might be interested: [link]

That sucks, askye. If the coworker and wife are staying away from home, maybe you could ask if there were things you could bring over for them? (Deliver their mail or suchlike?)

Trudy, I'm glad things are looking good, recovery-wise.

Tep, I don't blame you for boehner...just don't blame me for our idiots.

Oh, askye, how heart-breaking. Fuck cancer, sideways with a rusty chainsaw.

Trudy, I'm glad that the foot surgery will be easier than previously thought.

As I finished up the inspection, he licked my face and relaxed. In that moment, it struck me how fortunate I am to love anything so much. When I was young...the angriest dog in the Universe...just trying to figure out how to be me, I would never have guessed that my heart could be so open.

Repeating this just because it was so lovely.

So I made my supervisor giggle today. One of the individuals that live there came home from work with a garbage bag full of soiled clothing, causing a flurry of scrubbing, laundering, showering, and bleaching the heck out of the areas surrounding where those tasks had been performed out of fear of splashes. After it was all over, I looked at her and deadpanned, "What a crappy day."

Oh, askye, how devestating.

Yes. I feel like Vet#1 was pushing a ton of (really expensive) tests. I do think he'll probably need more tests to understand what the mass in his lung is, but I really need to talk to someone first so I can understand the situation a bit better.

I actually swapped doctors at my vet for Kittenish at least. Both are very good and very competent. But one is more tests and hard numbers and the other will put more faith in my observations. And because I work from home, I can observe a lot. So that works for me. Where sometimes the numbers aren't showing the whole truth, just a snapshot. Once I made the decision to switch (switch back actually as the "new" doctor is her original doctor but she had her own medical issues and was out for months a few years ago), I felt better. You need to be comfortable.

Ativan is kicking in and I'm actually getting tired.

Sweet sainted Ativan, friend of friends, perscription of my heart. Bless you.

Sweet dreams, Trudes.

I am waiting to board my flight to DC. Woo! Outta here. Already remembering why I don't like closed shoes. Boo. Toes wanna be free.

Trudy and Laura, may your trips (metaphysical or otherwise) be peaceful and pleasant.

askye, I am so sorry. How awful.

WindSparrow, glad you were able to laugh at that. You kind of have to, I think.

Safe travels, Laura. Have fun!

Hope you slept well, Trudy.

Man, I crashed at 9:30 last night and was so sound asleep by ten that B called and it didn't wake me. He didn't leave a message. NOLA drunk dial, I'm thinking.

So much to do today, omg.