hello gentle readers. this is the beautiful trixie with an update on my condition. but first let me thank you all for your kind words and concern. here’s a nice old picture of me with my pretty face on for everyone.
so today i spent quite a bit of time at one of tucker’s old specialty vet practices (tucker being, as they say, the face that launched — or at least paid for — a thousand yachts) where they went over my x-rays again, took more pictures of my insides, and stole some more blood to sell. or maybe it was blood and cells. but anyway i did get some good news from all the poking and prodding. the mass that the x-rays showed in my chest and around my lungs is just fat. not that i am fat. but anyway it is not a mass or a tumor after all. based on that they no longer think i have something called lymphoma, so that was good news.
unfortunately the other masses really are there, so for the adrenal tumor the vets sold my blood to a laboratory to take a look at something called acth and they also sold my cells to somebody called a pathological liar to see what exactly they all are. or maybe that was pathologist. anyway this includes cells from a new mass that they found in my posterior regions that may be a return of some mean cells that i had removed from that area many years ago. they think those bad cells and the bad cells in my intestines are probably the same bad cells, and they think and everyone is hoping that these bad cells may be treatable with medicines of some sort. the pathological person will tell them for sure. i guess that means more pills. but if they come wrapped in pork rolls then that is all right.
everyone was very pleased about the news regarding the mass in my chest, and here i am home again, where i hope to remain for a good while longer. dennis was so thrilled to see me again that he completely forgot to greet dada. but dada is always underfoot so that’s understandable. we are waiting to hear what the laboratory and the pathologicalist have to say about the purloined goods that were sent to them. we should know more tomorrow, which silly dada will probably call fluffy friday. as if every day is not fluffy where i am concerned.
this is the beautiful trixie, signing off for the evening. thank you and good night.