Showing posts with label cancer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cancer. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 5, 2019

Wordy Wednesday


Hi pals!


There's been too much going on around here to be wordless.


Finley and Brinley's momma had to have surgery today. She had a squamous skin cancer (whatefur dat are) growing on her arm and she had to get it cut out. Momma says dey did da Mohs surgery and dat she got done after 2 rounds - bye bye nasty cancer!


But now her arm HURTS. 


My momma said we is gonna hafta be extra good. WHAT? Like we aren't always GOOD?


Da funny thing wuz our reackshun to having to get up EARLY today - well, let's just say we aren't used to it.

 

I just did my bizness and ate like I normally would. Breakfast being hours earlier? Sign me up!


On da udder paw, Brinley did NOT want to get out of da big bed and wuz kinda cranky about it. 


Ya could tell Finley wuz confuserated by it, but she wuzn't nearly as offended as Brinley. BOL!

Monday, November 2, 2015

Stumbalina da Cancer Time Bomb


Yeah, Stumbalina da Cancer Time Bomb.  Dat are what my momma had da odd-ass-ity to call me today.  What da woof??  Dat are even worse dan Ally callin me "Whitty Whitty Woo Woo."

I guess I needs to explain.  Da Stumbalina part are cuz I are back to stumblin round.  Which are GOOD news, since I are puttin some weight on my bad leg and not havin to be held up to do my bizness anymores.  Dat wuz embarassin, so I'm glad we's done wif dat.  But I are still stumblin round.  Sometimes I drag my leg, sometimes I just walk like I's had bout 5 too many margaritas (as if dere wuz such a thing).

Now, for da Cancer Time Bomb.  Before y'all get too worried, I DON'T have cancer.  Well, probably not.  But da results from my cancer screenin came back and dey wuz not eggsactly good.  My systematic inflammayshun tested as high (and nope, da vet said it wuzn't cuz of my leg, it are systematic inflammayshun, not local).  And my cancer risk assessment are elevated - cuz of da inflammayshuns and abnormal cellular divishuns.  So yeah, not good news.  It wuzn't terribull, but I is at an increased risk of gettin cancer.  Well, at 13, I's pretty much at an increased risk of everything.


I did get to wear da udder side of my Día de los Muertos dress today, so dere wuz some funs.


 And I got compliments on it from da vet tech!


Dis side also has got cool skull buttons on it.



Den me and momma spent a couple hours outside.  I had a better time dan her, she got stung by a wasp!  And man did she yell bout it.


But even she had somefin good happen today - Blue Bell ice cream are back!!  So she and Finley's momma rushed out to da grocery store and dey had ice cream for breakfast - Breakfast of Champions, BOL!



Dey got 4 cartons (dat wuz da limit at da store).  And I saw homemade vanilla and buttered pecan, so maybe I'll be gettin my Blue Bell soon.  After all, my Gotcha Day are comin up, hint hint momma.