hello gentle readers. this is the beautiful trixie. dennis tells me dada has been remiss in updating you all on how i am doing. at least i think that’s what he’s trying to tell me. he gets excited sometimes and then he babbles and carries on.
hello gentle readers. this is the beautiful trixie again, with the sad news that the pathological person decided not to tell me good things today. the nasty thing in my intestine is not what we were hoping it was. it is something called a sarcoma, which i guess is an especially nasty kind of nasty thing. and the other nasty thing on my adrenal gland is apparently shooting out harmony that is seeding other parts of me with nasty things. or maybe that was hormones. anyhow it’s all very rude behavior if you ask me.
unfortunately the medicines will not help stop these evil perpetrators. the only thing that can do that is to cut me open and remove them. i’m not sure i want to have part of my intestine removed. it’s something i use every day, and being cut open at my age seems like such an indignity. but luckily i don’t have to worry about things like that or make difficult decisions. in spite of everything i can just snooze in dada’s office like i always did, and let mama and dada figure it out.