hello gentle readers. this is the beautiful trixie, or as saya sometimes calls me, the beautiful foot warmer.
thank you everyone for your support and tail wags and purrs. it does an old dog good to know she has so many friends out there pulling for her. here i am back with an update on how i am doing and feeling these days.
over thanksgiving mama and dada noticed that i was feeling a little bit off and that my deposits in the back yard had grown suspiciously dark, and mama says that i don’t smell like i used to. she likens it to a litter box, which is a little disappointing — if i’m going to smell like a litter box, i want it to be because i’ve been stealing treasures from one. you would think saya would have said something about the smell before now, since lately she likes to sleep with her nose in my furs, but i guess she didn’t want to embarrass an old lady by telling her she smelled funny.
so dada took me back to the white coat place, where they stole more of my blood and poked me and worst of all looked in my ears with an otoscope. saya, what do you and i think of otoscopes after our aural hematomas?
but it was good that we went because the man in the white coat confirmed that there are a lot of bloods coming out in my deposits right now. that’s not supposed to be there and if you ask me it is pretty rude of either crips or bloods to mess with me like this. anyway they are hoping it is just a side effect of the prednisone, and so that has been stopped (i was almost done with it anyway) and i am now on special ulcer healing medication. we should know next week if the ulcer healing medication is helping to stop the bloods. if the bloods keep coming then it is likely that my intestinal sarcoma has started bleeding. if that turns out to be the case then it will be time to say goodbye to saya and dennis and hello to tucker and those two cats who used to live here and all my other friends who have crossed the bridge ahead of me. but i hope i get to stay a little longer. otherwise where will the puppy put her nose when she sleeps? in dennis’s fur? that would hardly be a satisfying experience.
oh i almost forgot to tell you about the blood that they stole for testing. i don’t know why they need to steal more of my blood when i’m already losing it but humans are funny. their tests showed that my kidney values have gone moderately up from what they were before. i guess going up is good when you are talking about stocks but bad when you’re talking about kidney values, but they’re not so far up as to be cause for alarm yet. they also showed that my white blood cells were up, probably because of my body trying to throw those nasty tumors out. unfortunately we know that’s not a fight i can win, but that doesn’t mean i will stop trying. and when it’s time to go i will go with my senior dog dignity intact. not like that time years and years ago when mama and dada had my backside shaved and then put me in the blue ring of shame. i sure would hate it if one of those pictures ever surfaced again.
not cool, dada. not cool at all.