Real bad, thanks! Possible cancer scare ongoing, they didn’t call me to setup an appointment so I had to call them and got the option between August or fucking today so I’m awake to get a mammogram. Fun. Fun fun fun. At least the breast surgeon guy is good, he’s who my mother went to for her own cancer scares. The cat keeps tries to chew wires and is getting yelled at because that’s dangerous, you dummy cat. However the garden is growing and more tomatoes are appearing. The guy who mows the lawn forgot half his payment which was lemonade concentrate and candied jalapeños.
I’ll cross my fingers for you! I have never had any kind of medical scare so I can’t even pretend to understand what it must be like. Wishing you only good news!
I used to live with a cat who would eat foam or certain types of plastic. We knew about the plastic thing and would clean up shopping bags or that cellophane wrap certain products come wrapped in, but the foam was a surprise. My dad let me have some boxes from his job one time I was moving. They were large, VERY thick durable cardboard, originally used to transport delicate scientific instruments. They originally had some formed foam glued inside, almost similar to a foam mattress topper in consistency. My dad had ripped the foam out, but some small chunks of it were left on the box. One of the boxes sat out in the living room empty for a while, and one day we were like “Have you seen the cat?” after not seeing her for a while… Found her sitting in the box chewing on the foam. A small pile of soggy foam bits were right at her feet, she’d been there chewing for a while. Thankfully nothing bad happened but there were definitely little bits of foam in her poo for the next couple days hahaha
Well, the mammogram didn’t say “EVIL INSIDE” so we’re now onto biopsy. The doctor also failed to tell me that my spleen is normal, which is why we went to her the first time because the spleen was extremely not normal. Now it is. Also I found out I got the food based hepatitis at some point, and never fucking kneeeeew and my primary is really bad at explaining shit.
This cat likes to bite plastic, but a shout startles her and makes her stop! Normally. Sometimes. When she’s feeling guilty, a very uncat like trait. I love her stupid ass.
Real bad, thanks! Possible cancer scare ongoing, they didn’t call me to setup an appointment so I had to call them and got the option between August or fucking today so I’m awake to get a mammogram. Fun. Fun fun fun. At least the breast surgeon guy is good, he’s who my mother went to for her own cancer scares. The cat keeps tries to chew wires and is getting yelled at because that’s dangerous, you dummy cat. However the garden is growing and more tomatoes are appearing. The guy who mows the lawn forgot half his payment which was lemonade concentrate and candied jalapeños.
I’ll cross my fingers for you! I have never had any kind of medical scare so I can’t even pretend to understand what it must be like. Wishing you only good news!
I used to live with a cat who would eat foam or certain types of plastic. We knew about the plastic thing and would clean up shopping bags or that cellophane wrap certain products come wrapped in, but the foam was a surprise. My dad let me have some boxes from his job one time I was moving. They were large, VERY thick durable cardboard, originally used to transport delicate scientific instruments. They originally had some formed foam glued inside, almost similar to a foam mattress topper in consistency. My dad had ripped the foam out, but some small chunks of it were left on the box. One of the boxes sat out in the living room empty for a while, and one day we were like “Have you seen the cat?” after not seeing her for a while… Found her sitting in the box chewing on the foam. A small pile of soggy foam bits were right at her feet, she’d been there chewing for a while. Thankfully nothing bad happened but there were definitely little bits of foam in her poo for the next couple days hahaha
Well, the mammogram didn’t say “EVIL INSIDE” so we’re now onto biopsy. The doctor also failed to tell me that my spleen is normal, which is why we went to her the first time because the spleen was extremely not normal. Now it is. Also I found out I got the food based hepatitis at some point, and never fucking kneeeeew and my primary is really bad at explaining shit.
This cat likes to bite plastic, but a shout startles her and makes her stop! Normally. Sometimes. When she’s feeling guilty, a very uncat like trait. I love her stupid ass.