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CynthiaWVirginia -> RE: I Admit It I........ (1/20/2015 9:09:51 AM)
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I admit that bo's surgeries went okay. Recovery was rough but he was a bit better after the first 12 days. It's hard hearing someone you love screaming and screaming a dozen or so times per day as they pee and fill the toilet with blood. I will never get used to something like that.
I admit it...his cancer biopsy came back positive, but his Gleeson Scale was just a 3 and 3; a six, and he can be on a "wait and see" indefinitely, as long as his blood tests (every three months) and other monitoring remain okay. His testosterone shots are going to stop (his body produces none, because of past accidents). He doesn't mind if I talk about it here (go ahead and ask him at Fet if you have any concerns in that department).
I admit that I am very behind on my mail. There have been huge changes in my life and it's been exhausting. If only I can get all this shopping and bill paying done, catch up on my mail and stay off the phone, I'd actually get some much needed house work done.
I took a pic of bo's new kitty (he named him Tom Cat) and he's posted it in his Fet profile. Tom is very loving and...his manners are too good. I spent three days teaching him that it was okay to jump up onto the couch. [sm=modxiiswatching.gif] We found out that he puts up with beef but goes nuts over chicken. I'm so glad that bo has a little furbaby of his own to come home to each day, someone who will comfort him and...be annoying just enough to make his home life interesting and a little unpredictable.
I admit that I've got to find recipes for broccoli that bo can bear to eat. He wants to add it to his diet but at the same time, if some showed up on his plate, he'd pinch it in two fingers and hold it up off his plate...as if it were a dead rat.
I admit I'm going to go to Sams shortly to order a big chocolate chocolate cake. I'd buy what they already have on the shelf but I dislike the chocolate chips encrusted like a solid wall all along the outside edge, blech. It's like eating brown, sweet wax. It gets in the way of my enjoying the delicious icing (that does not taste like those blechy Betty Crocker icings sold in spreadable little tubs).
I admit that it's unfortunate that the cake is so large, so I plan to try freezing slices, as well as giving slices to the neighbors and to my mother and her friend. Too bad the next munch I can go to...is just too long to wait for, or I'd buy that $16 or $17 cake and make everyone get fat (I mean, share it with everyone at the munch and leave any leftovers for the host or hostess, nods nods nods).
I admit that my Pokemon Alpha Sapphire game finally got it's Eon Ticket. Yay! This has to be got wirelessly from someone else's system who managed to get one, or else from a Nintendo Streetpass event at a place like Burger King. I didn't think I would ever be lucky enough to get it, as we live deep in the sticks. There are two other Alpha Sapphire/Omega Ruby players in one of our munch groups, in Huntington, three hours away from where I live, and it looks like I will be able to surprise them and gift them with the Eon Ticket, yay! (This gives access to catching some Legendary Pokemon that would never normally show up on our games.)
It is sad to hear that the horses had to be re-homed. With most of us, animals aren't just for practicality anymore...they become like our children...ones who will never grow up and will love us no matter what. They're a blessing and a comfort and it's horrible to have to say goodbye.
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Edited to add...
I admit that mom just phoned and told me that her best friend is crying her eyes out...because while she was gone from her apartment, visiting mom, her cat...managed to knock the lid off the beta tank and ate her pretty little pet fish.
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