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This has not been one of my better days. The paracentesis went poorly. They only got five and a quarter liters out of me, and the anesthetic block wore off before they were done. Dr. Liver tried to reposition the needle to get a better flow going, but it didn’t work and he had to…
Only two more days until my next paracentesis. At the rate I’m building up fluid, I won’t be surprised if Dr. Liver wants to move me to weekly tap-outs. It would certainly make me feel better if he did, but if I start losing that much time at work I might as well just go…
I made the first cut for the laboratory quality assurance job at Big City Veterinary School. They want me to submit a resume and fill out a buncha forms. Looks like doom and gloom is deferred for another week or so.
When my friend arrived yesterday morning, the weather was overcast but dry. We decided to risk the airshow. It was poorly attended (no surprise) but ironically they parked us as far as possible from the main show site. I don’t speed along quite as quickly as I used to, so it took nearly fifteen minutes…
… the good news, or the bad? Bad news: The stupid hospital hasn’t gotten back to me yet about their disability parameters. I had really, really, really hoped to get that resolved today. The longer this drags on, the more likely it is that I’m returning to work next Monday. Good news: The cardiologist appointment…
Channing: Biological mom and kitten-clone are calico cats. Calico cats’ fur colors are only partly governed by genes. Part of it has to do with how certain genes interact with each other, and part has to do with conditions that the little kitten fetus grows under. An easier example: did you ever know any identical…
I’ve sat here trying to think of a good comment, but what really comes to mind is "ouch." I feel the pain in your entry. I think this is a rollercoaster that we (those who keep online diaries) all ride. We put our words, feelings and hearts out there for everyone to see and sometimes we feel more vulnerable and exposed.
~QE
I dont know what to say…
Firstly, let me say I am at present reading your diary backward, so this comment is being made AFTER the ones on the more recent entry.
I echo the "ouch" above 🙁 I too hear you.
Not sure what this is all about, none of my business…except to say I care. Believe it or not.
You are a Latin scholar and will recognize this as bastardized Latin ;), but here goes: Illigitimi non carborundant.
Like the Elf, I too have read my way back to this point. I am also very sorry for whatever some jerk left in a private comment. L-ord knows, I’ve been there! I know how it sours the taste for online journaling, I’m dealing with a case of the Diarist’s Disease just now myself. I’m hoping to get over it, too. I’m glad I finally decided to pop in and leave a comment to see if you were alright. Yeah, I’m slow. Sue me. Oops, there’s that attitude showing again.
Hugs,
~Cali