Thursday, September 28, 2006

Not Sounding So Good

My Dad is in the hospital. He had to have surgery for a blood clot in his leg that was cutting off all circulation to his foot.

I just spoke to him on the telephone. I don't know if I woke him from a nap, or whether he's just really out of it, but he sounded pretty awful.

It's hard not to be worried.

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Thursday, September 21, 2006

Again with the death threats

Ariel was supposed to be spayed today. But when the doctors took her temperature, they found she had a fever. They ran blood tests and found elevated levels of protein.

Naturally, they went immediately to a diagnosis of FIP.

So, she's not being spayed today. And I got to spend a chunk of my afternoon crying my eyes out. Again.

I'll tell you what, though. In the last few months she's gained a pound (33% of her body weight!). She is perky and lively. Her fur is glossy and her breath as sweet as a kitty's breath is ever likely to be. I don't think she is fatally sick.

I made another appointment for the spay a month from now. We'll see how she does in the meantime.

If it turns out she does have FIP, eventually she'll develop some constellation of serious symptoms. If and when that happens, I will say goodbye to the best kitten in the world; I will not stand for her to suffer. But if she's just got some kind of intermittent low grade virus, well, we can and will live with that.

For now, I'm just trying to be grateful for her little furry self every day.

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Monday, September 11, 2006

Make it stop! MAKE THE RINGING STOP!!!

Tomorrow is election day in DC.

Apparently every politician in the city wants to be my friend. I've received (no exageration) at least 15 phone calls in the last couple of days featuring chirpy politicians or politician's shills, urging me to vote for them.

A plague on all their houses: they are SPAMMING MY PHONE. Now I say hello, and when I hear that tell-tale blank silence, I just hang up immediately.

Several people have asked me for whom I'm voting for mayor. Gah. I'm not thrilled with any of my choices. Linda Cropp put the nail in her own coffin as far as I'm concerned with her heavily negative campaign ads, and utter ineffectuality on the school board. Fenty is handsome and energetic, but unexperienced: who knows if he has the managerial chops required. I kind of like what I hear about Marie Johns, but I don't think she's got a chance in hell.

I just wish to God they'd all quit calling me. And it would be nice to hear an unrecorded voice at the other end of the line.

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Friday, September 01, 2006

We interrupt this potentially substantive blog...

...to bring you a kitty picture.

kitten

(More new pictures of the wondercat here.)

We now return you to your regularly scheduled blog.

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