The update is that there really isn't an update. She is showing a bit of improvement with the IV and the removal of some more fluid from the abdomen. Tortie came home with us last night and slept in between us most of the night. This morning I took her back in for more pallative care until we get the analysis of the fluids back. I'll pick her up again on the way home, and see if we have an update. I just don't want to leave her at the vet overnight when she could be getting snuggled, etc.
Once we get the fluid analysis (they've pulled over 1000 mg out so far!) we'll probably know if it's cancer or her kidneys. If it's the kidneys, we might have a chance of doing something. If it's cancer, it's almost certainly too far gone to help at this point. I can't believe I didn't notice that much fluid, but she's always been a pudgy girl (she says "Look who is talking, Mom") and until she was dehydrated, it wasn't ... disproportional, if that makes sense.
Thank all of you for your love and support and all the good thoughts. They mean so much.
My kitty cat, Tortie, who has been my boon companion for thirteen years, is very sick. She's at the vet right now getting IV fluids and some testing done. Please send good thoughts for her - I've had her since she and her brother were little balls of fluff that could fit in the palm of my hand. When I lost her brother, Bear, to lymphoma, it absolutely destroyed me. I'm just not ready to lose her. I'm just not.
UPDATE: The tests aren't all back yet, but the x-ray showed that her abdomen is very full of fluid. The vet, who as I've mentioned below, is awesome truly believes that it's fairly advanced cancer. He's taking a sample of the fluid to make sure. I'm going to take her home tonight and spoil her with petting and love, but it doesn't look good. Thank you all for all the good thoughts.
I just posted this over at a website I like that had asked for "Worst Date Stories." I thought it might give you all a laugh...
After my now ex-husband and I had separated, I dipped my toe into the shark pool of online dating. There were some gems. Guy One wanted me to read his novel about a thousand ways to torture women ("Based on all the things I thought up when my wife left me!") and Guy Two was just divorced...oops, I mean separated ... oops, I mean getting ready to separate...and so on.
Guy Three took the cake though. I already had kind of an 'off' feeling about him, so we met for lunch at a busy fast-food restaurant. I got there early and ordered my own lunch so there wasn't any 'paying' issue. As soon as I saw him, I knew that, much like Paris Hilton's high school transcripts, there was a F in chemistry.
He spends the entire lunch talking about some ex-girlfriend and his sexual prowess. I gulped my salad and said I had to leave for an appointment. He offers to walk me to my car. As soon as we get there, I turn around to give him the "Thanks, but no thanks" speech when he grabs me and kisses me. I'm trying to push him away; he's humping my leg like a horny Lab. I know this because I can feel his puny erection through the sweatpants he so classily wore on the date.
Finally, I push back and while I'm staring at him thinking "What is even wrong with you?" he utters the classic line "So, can we have sex in your car? It'll only take five minutes!" (emphasis added for the WTFery of thinking that's a selling point). There is not enough "Hell No!" in the world
Stolen from barahnky
* Put your music player on random.
* Post the first line from the first 32 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song.
* Let everyone guess what song and artist the lines come from.
* Bold the songs when someone guesses correctly.
* Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is admitting you have a tiny penis, even if you're a lady.
( I cut because I care. )
Stolen from harrylovesron and donna. Take five of your fictional crushes then list five reasons why it wouldn't work out in real life.
1. Sherlock Holmes: Well, there's that whole misogynist thing. That would get old really fast.
2. DCS Jane Tennison: Pretty sure she's relentlessly straight. However, if Helen Mirren would ever like to walk on the Sapphic side, I would volunteer like a shot. Have you seen the bikini pictures?!?
3. Severus Snape: I'm not Lily and the hair thing would really bother me.
4. The Emcee from Cabaret: I would have thought of a reason, but I'm too busy staring at my icon.
5. This is a couple crush - Lord Peter Wimsey and Harriet Vane: They're too much into each other to admit a third
although I have my suspicions about Bunter and keeping up the conversation in literary quotations would be so complicated. I did realize that my ex-husband and I used to converse entirely in quotations, but since they were from M*A*S*H, Friends and Will Ferrell movies, it doesn't quite have the same cachet.
Happy Birthday HLR! I hope it's full of the most wonderful hot smutty porn imaginable!
I'm expecting a TON of new business in the coming weeks. After all, gay marriage began yesterday in California. As the inevitable destruction of all hetero marriages begins spreading Eastward, I estimate it should hit Colorado sometime next week, although the more fragile het marriages may fall apart sooner. As a divorce lawyer, I for one welcome the end of society as we know it.
x-posted to el-jay
The good news is that the new Weezer video is currently my Thing of Great Happiness. The bad news -- the way today is going, I'm on my third viewing. :(
Thank you for your recent repeated verbal submissions of your latest work All Shall Love Me and Despair: Why damnedfallacy Fails As a Human, Mother and Wife And How I Put Up With Her in My Usual Saintlike Manner.
While I shall always remain a huge fan of our two ongoing performance art collaborations ("Son 1" and "Son 2"), I regret to inform you that your work does not meet our requirements at this time. Frankly, ever since that Million Little Pieces debacle, there is no market for fantasy works masquerading as non-fiction.
However, if I may be so bold as to make a recommendation, there is another agency currently seeking persons able to rewrite history as they wish it would have happened rather than being bothered by pesky facts. Submissions for the project (working title: Legacy) may be submitted for the next 466 days to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, Washington, D.C.
We wish you
would fall off a cliff the very best in your future endeavors.
especially about that falling off the cliff part,
x-posted to LJ
Ok, the damned isopods freak me out enough without them having giant isopod flirting fests.
As a wise man named Bill the Cat once said, "Phbbbbbbt!"
There's a good chance I'm going to be posting and replying a lot today. I'm kind of punchy because I was all geared up for this nasty child-custody hearing this afternoon and then SOMEONE FUCKING THREATENED MY STAR WITNESS! Now, they're refusing to testify to anything at all ever. Rather than putting them on the stand and having them risk contempt by refusing to testify (they're a witness and have no potential criminal liability, so they can't claim 5th Amend.), I got a continuance by begging and pleading. Now I have to figure out how to fix this goddamn mess.
Plus, I'm all ready for a fight and nobody's in the office but the dog, and she's no fun to fight with because her "Baroo?" face wins every time.
These make me happy in my happy place. I am SO sending a few of them out.
I was just in his office bitching about how much I don't want to write this letter, and commented that it was going to be hard figuring out how to translate "Your client is batshit insane" into lawyerese.
Now that I'm back at my desk
still avoiding writing the fucking letter, an interoffice IM pops up from him. "Dear (opposing counsel), While we appreciate that your client is seeking full custody of the children, I feel certain that the Court will consider the guano-esque character of her mental stability when making its final decision."
I love that man.
INTERVIEW MEME TIME!
1. Leave me a comment saying anything random, likeyour favorite lyric to your current favorite song. Or your favoritekind of sandwich. Or your favorite breed of tropical fish/kind of bug/breed of dog. Something random. Whatever you like.
2. I respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.
3. Update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. Include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be asked, you will ask them five questions.
( And my answers to harrylovesron's questions )
Yes, I know it's August. I like to beat the rush.
I've been very good - well, for me - this year. So this year I'd like:
(1) a gozillion dollars;
(2) Dita Von Teese all for my very own; and
(3) the kind of Super Perfect Special Snowflake Princess life that enables me to work up a load of butthurt when someone is OMGMEEN to me on the Internet because I don't have more important things to worry about.
I know that I desperately needed to clean my bathroom floor. I also know that I didn't want to attend my meeting this afternoon.
Do you think that there might possibly have been a better way to accomplish those goals than a sewage backup?
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