Squeezed, Mashed and Manipulated

Today I can be found back at the breast imaging center. They called the other day and in the most delicate way told me that my mammo showed some "suspicious" areas and the doctor would like for me to come back in for a few more XRays; he would read them immediately and recommend an ultra sound if necessary.

 

I've been down this road before and it has usually led to surgery. Damn it...I have one more year before I qualify for Medicare. By the time I get there, I'll have all the 'fix' work

done.

 

One can't be anything but nervous when a test result comes back in this manner.

 

Two weeks ago, my upper gums became highly inflamed and swollen. I hurried to my dentist and requested an antibiotic. Amoxicillin 500 mg tabs qid times 5 days with food. I took the whole course,the swelling subsided enough to take the soreness away. One week passes and a mass the size of a jaw breaker appears in my right axillary areas. Sore to the touch and burning, the knot was visible one night and had softened up and decreased in size by the next evening. Right not it is not a lump but still tender and painful. I'm of the opinion that this is a lymph node. Lymph nodes collect infection from the blood stream. The two incidents of the swollen gums and now this lymph node tells me there is something going on in my body. I must have an infection that needs the big gun antibiotics like

Vanco or one of the other myicins to kick it.

 

I'm wondering if this is what the mammo picked up on the the other day. I'll find out when I ask to see the film when I go in at 1400 hrs.

 

A huge storm is expected this afternoon. If I'm going to be at the physician's office, I want to bring the bunny in the house. I'll close him up in his cage and put him in the dining room until this storm passes. I want to inspect his rabbit run and make sure the water from this storm is not going to drown him.

 

It's time to get beds made and a few things tidied up. That appointment will be here before you kmow it!

 

The Mourning Has Ended...and The Invitation is Obvious

(an excerpt from a short story that is currently in the works.)

For almost two years she has expressed her deep sorrow over losing the man in her life. She isn't the  only one that has  faced this loss;  dear Debbie too lost her husband and the father of her children. On the anniversary of his death, Debbie posted a comment; a brief memorial to him. She mourns for her husband of 20 yrs and she does it privately. Debbie has never needed or longed for an audience to witness and validate her claims of loyalty and  loss. Anyone spending time with this couple witnessed the depth of their feeling for each other.

Both couples were observed together over a long period of time. Respect, consideration and love was evident with one but sadly missing in the other. One couple stayed together out of their mutual feelings for each other while the other out of convenience and monetary reasons.

When you have to reinterate over and over publicly how important your relationship was then maybe it reveals too much of a deficit in that relationship.

A new interest has appeared and the following was posted. Suddenly the person she professed as her soul mate is seldom mentioned. The stars in the sky, of which he is one and watching over her has dimmed and winked out.
 The handwriting is on the wall..some one else is in her sites. This is your hint buddy. The gates are swung wide. Be careful fella....webs are very deceiving. They appear fragile and without substance.   (to be continued....a work in progress)

Wednesday morning won't be repeated on Thursday morning!

Home sweet home! Bugsy's condo and private yard is done.
He has a home and I have put away my vacuum sweeper. I want Bugsy to live outside. This little project is now at a little over 100.00. How did this happen? This bunny is not supposed to live in Lafayette. His home was to be the small town of Lydia. The husband has spent two days on this little project. Carrie was excited to see it when she got home from school yesterday. Having him outside means I don't have to clean up after him.

Bugsy survived the night in his outdoor home; the morning was another matter. A board was put over the exit opening in his house after we put him in it last night. We can't let him roam his small run; his run doesn't have a roof on it and we are afraid a cat might get him during the night.

Carrie poured the pine shavings over his flooring in his condo so he could burrow in and be warm. I worried about his first night out there. Carrie went to visit him as soon as she got out of bed this morning.....and left his door open that leads out into the yard.

When I returned home and peeked out to the patio, the husband was in a stance, knees bent putting him into a crouch mode, arms outstretched. This can't be good. I recognize that stance. It's the one you take when you are going to attack something. Bugsy was on the loose, in the wind, escaped to the big yard where holes in the privacy fence could allow him ingress to a yard with dogs or cats.

I go into freak out mode. My pulse rate increases, a roar fills my ears and all I can think about is telling Carrie we have lost her bunny. Along with the adrenalin rush, another emotion arises. Anger. Anger that I'm out chasing a damn bunny once again.

He hops to places he knows I can't get to unless I lay flat on my belly to reach him and as soon as I get into that position, he skips away. I'm sure he is giggling but so quietly I can't hear him.
"You little bastard!" I screech. "Damn you!" and then my voice goes from a screech to a soft whine "Here bunny, here bunny. Come here." I softly croon. This had no effect on the bunny. He loves his freedom.

I finally capture him beneath the BBQ pit. I'm carefully not squeezing him so hard he can't breath. That wouldn't be right to choke him to death but the thought has crossed my mind. I now have to struggle from a belly lying position to my feet with a bunny in one hand.

He is unceremoniously dumped into his little house and the door is checked to make sure it is secure; a great way to start the day.

He exits the house through the back opening taking him into his run. Running around the perimeter of this pen, he checks for any place he might use for an escape.

I plan on having a little talk with Carrie on the finer points of securing his door from his condo to the yard. I can't be chasing a bunny.

Bugsy Update

I'm gonna kill that silly wabbit. Ya know I can't stand to see anything caged and Bugsy only has a small carrier. 

Our problem is we were not prepared for Bugsy. Had we had a place for him outside all ready and waiting, I would not be going "ewwwwwwwwww".....

The cuteness factor of Bugsy way off the charts. He follows me from room to room. Standing in one spot for long, Bugsy will hop on my bare feet and sit for a while. Sometimes he races around the room, pent up energy being expelled, he turns a corner and goes into a sideways slide on the hardwood floors. His little body totally out of his control, he tries to use his front paws to straighten himself out. His paws serve only to cause his body to rotate in a circle.  

He is a curious little fella, sniffing and tasting his way around the room. He nibbles. The baseboards, cupboards, wood baskets, he tries them all.

I could tolerate him better if he was box trained though I would never tolerate a litter box in my house. How gross is it to know you have a box full of litter and cat poop or in this case, rabbit ? Nope, I can't go there either. If I had a cat, it would have to be trained to use the toilet or go outside. I feel the same about this rabbit. His rabbit run should be finished today and it can't be too soon for me.

Carrie loves him. She makes sure he has water and food without being told to check on him. I tell myself we are helping her build responsibility.

My afternoon is planned. The Jody Arias trial resumes today and we will be ringside once again. I'm ready for the prosecutor to question this witness. She took the stand in her own defense, something most people accused refuse to do so this case is unique.

I'm ready to take a nap. It's not even 0800 yet! I must get moving or I will be back to sleep.
Ciao!