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what else but weasels?
I no longer have any doubt about it: Bowie concentrates most of her efforts to groom off everyone's faces on Sadie because Sadie hisses non-stop about it. Bowie will only spend a few seconds on Childe Roland, who just twitches into a tighter ball and pretends really hard that he's sleeping. Finn gets a little more attention. He's fine with having ( Read more... ) -
Sadie: if Colin had been an alpha
A ferretish thing I wrote last night ( Read more... ) -
JINGLEJINGLEJINGLE all the flippin' way
I love that the epic struggle for the possession of the jingly toy plays out between Sadie and Finnegan even when one or the other isn't looking. Early this morning, Finn scrabbled onto the bed for treats. He was followed fairly closely by Bowie. Sadie climbed up the blanket just high enough to look over the top of the mattress, blinked, then ( Read more... ) -
not dead yet (but not for lack of trying)
Medically, it has been quite an exciting few months. I can now officially vouch for that fact that 'medically' and 'exciting' (and even 'months') don't make for an appealing word combo ( Read more... ) -
it's not easy being Roland, you guys
I love what a complex little guy Rollo is. Most mornings, he will at some point drape himself across my forehead and heave the most massive sighs to let me know how much I suck for not letting him out of the bedroom to inspect the rest of the place. (This position not only lets him communicate his despondency over my sorry state of ferret-based ( Read more... ) -
so, here's this
There's sadness and frustration and even anger right now, but overall I'm at a pretty solid philosophical point about all of this. I've been using massive knee braces that span from mid-thigh to mid-calf to deal with my severely knocked-knees. The right one has been successful at keeping my weaker right leg stable, preventing my knee from folding ( Read more... ) -
GO BIG OR GO HOME: well, shit
The good news is I'm no longer being rushed into surgery for this thing in my neck. The crappy news is because today we discovered my right leg fails as badly at the knee and ankle as my right arm does at the elbow and wrist. That was a little on the difficult side for me, I admit. I was very glad the doctor left for a few minutes so I could try ( Read more... ) -
caught a break there
I feel a little protective of my spine, nerve roots, and spinal cord, so I decided to just call UVA Sports Med today to ask for a referral to one of their neurologists. Dr Pollard might actually be just the guy I need and I'd certainly prefer to have this surgery done so much closer to the apartment. I still want a second opinion. I have to have ( Read more... ) -
a smallish update
Although I had been scheduled for two more PT sessions with Joyce, after hearing about the updated spinal surgery stuff, she went ahead and wrapped things up. She asked me to stay in touch, updating her as I have news, and said she'd love to work with me again for either or both the neck and arm PT I'll need. I really appreciated that. We went ( Read more... ) -
GO BIG OR GO HOME: this is just getting fucking ridiculous
Today I learned that the only thing as bad as my PT looking at my MRIs and going easy on me is my doctor sounding nakedly worried in describing the urgency with which I should be seeing a spinal surgeon. She's personally contacting one she knows to find out how quickly he can see me. There's significant advanced osteoarthritic deterioration in my ( Read more... )