Cancer dog had a section of intestine removed about 2 months ago and a biopsy showed she had a type of sarcoma for which the usual treatment is surgery only. So her incision healed and she started feeling a lot better and then it was a matter of waiting for her new anatomy to adjust to the business of poop-making so she could produce nice normal poop of the easy-to-pick-up variety. We are still waiting, but even that is getting better.
But the oncologist saw something concerning on a radiograph of Lucy’s chest and wanted a follow-up after a month so we did that and what was a 2 cm growth on her lung is now a 4cm growth n her lung and so we started chemotherapy today to see if we can stop the tumor from growing. In two weeks, we go back to see if it’s working. I give her three pills three days a week at home. They’re so toxic I have to wear gloves, and she has to eat them. It’s a little disturbing. Oh, and this is new cancer, not cancer that metastasized from the old cancer.
So this morning: I haven’t been to work in two weeks because I’ve been sick. Trying to police liquid poop takes its toll, and makes me vomit about 10% of the time, and there’s worry about the new cancer, and I haven’t paid my parking fee because I haven’t been to work, and the last case I started is hard and makes me not want to go to work, and I’m trying to get a new thingamajig for my diabetes but it requires a phone call and I can’t make phone calls, and I have to get my car inspected by the end of the month, and do 7 more hours of continuing legal education by the end of the month, and my landlord wants rent for 1 1/2 months, and my lease is about the expire, and all the inflammatory rhetoric from the right over the last 20 years has had the predictable effect of ratcheting up acts of domestic terrorism and it makes me not want to get out of bed AND YET SOMEHOW I have to be an adult and carry on because there is no one to take care of me.
So I give Lucy her first batch of chemo pills which, so far, are not making her sick. I went to work, which impressed me boss, and paid my parking. I bought milk and duct tape, picked up my dry cleaning, and got my car inspected on the way home. Then I worked some more from home. Then I called my landlord and was promised that once I renew my lease, all will be well, so I renewed my lease online. I decided to save a copy and in the process of that, I located a long-lost blog post in .txt that I wrote for Juventiknows in 2012 and have been looking for ever since. What a thrill! I was sure it was gone forever. It was one of my best, I thought, and it generated a huge amount of traffic for the site, for the wrong reasons, according to some. The junta that ran the site kept their debates to themselves, but I got the distinct impression that some of them saw footie as serious business and didn’t have a lot of room for my sort of frivolous, fan-love footie writing, of which this particular post was one of my finest examples. All the photo links are broken, but I might be able to reconstruct them, if I try, so maybe in a few days, we’ll see a resurrection, or at least a reconstruction.