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It's been way too long, and I do apologize.
I'm not even going to look at the last post..::hangs head in shame::
Marilee's kitties continue to do well. Loki does not appear ill at all, and both of them are now comfortably ensconced in the basement, along with an old bed, an old dog bed, their cat beds, and plenty of sparkle toys.
Brady was recently diagnosed with cancer, myeloma. He has lost some weight, but is starting to regain it. Unfortunately, his red blood cell count is low and getting dangerously low, so we are starting him on steroid to see if we can push it back up. We were trying to avoid putting steroids in the treatment because of his history of upper respiratory infections, but the anemia is too dangerous now. I gave him an injection of steroid when we got home from the oncologist (yes, there is now such a thing! and very nice people they are..) and I went old school with it, mixing it into a half-ml of penicillin. Back in the day, when we walked uphill to our clinics, barefoot in the snow, we used to mix a combination antibiotic called Pen-Strep with a steroid, Dexamethasone, and inject it into our patients. It seemed to work, although no one really knew why we were adding a steroid to an antibiotic. The combination is no longer made, but I have penicillin and dexamethasone, so I figured it couldn't hurt.
The Son's bedroom is moved across the hall, to the former guest room. Since he doesn't spend much time here, I wanted to use the larger room as a guest room and office, and besides, the former guest room is still larger than his room at the Ex's house. I agreed to let him redecorate in any style, as long as it wasn't all-black; he settled on a Doctor Who theme, so I ordered a wallpaper mural of the TARDIS (inside view -- it's larger, after all). We'll get another poster for the door, which will be the outside of the TARDIS, of course.
The FG is repainting the former son's room into the new guest room -- he'd damaged the walls with holes and carvings and such, so I had to spackle and repaint. She has recently left her job, due to a toxic manager, and is in need of Something To Do, so there she is.
The dogs are their usual selves. Cleo is in danger of becoming even more plump, so I have to keep her away from Brady's food, which of course, he eats even more slowly due to his illness and lethargy. There are new medications that do wonders for the appetite, but he's still slower than she is.
I have re-signed up for the fitness center at work, and have high hopes of losing a few more pounds myself. If it works, I'll get Cleo in there too.
I'm not even going to look at the last post..::hangs head in shame::
Marilee's kitties continue to do well. Loki does not appear ill at all, and both of them are now comfortably ensconced in the basement, along with an old bed, an old dog bed, their cat beds, and plenty of sparkle toys.
Brady was recently diagnosed with cancer, myeloma. He has lost some weight, but is starting to regain it. Unfortunately, his red blood cell count is low and getting dangerously low, so we are starting him on steroid to see if we can push it back up. We were trying to avoid putting steroids in the treatment because of his history of upper respiratory infections, but the anemia is too dangerous now. I gave him an injection of steroid when we got home from the oncologist (yes, there is now such a thing! and very nice people they are..) and I went old school with it, mixing it into a half-ml of penicillin. Back in the day, when we walked uphill to our clinics, barefoot in the snow, we used to mix a combination antibiotic called Pen-Strep with a steroid, Dexamethasone, and inject it into our patients. It seemed to work, although no one really knew why we were adding a steroid to an antibiotic. The combination is no longer made, but I have penicillin and dexamethasone, so I figured it couldn't hurt.
The Son's bedroom is moved across the hall, to the former guest room. Since he doesn't spend much time here, I wanted to use the larger room as a guest room and office, and besides, the former guest room is still larger than his room at the Ex's house. I agreed to let him redecorate in any style, as long as it wasn't all-black; he settled on a Doctor Who theme, so I ordered a wallpaper mural of the TARDIS (inside view -- it's larger, after all). We'll get another poster for the door, which will be the outside of the TARDIS, of course.
The FG is repainting the former son's room into the new guest room -- he'd damaged the walls with holes and carvings and such, so I had to spackle and repaint. She has recently left her job, due to a toxic manager, and is in need of Something To Do, so there she is.
The dogs are their usual selves. Cleo is in danger of becoming even more plump, so I have to keep her away from Brady's food, which of course, he eats even more slowly due to his illness and lethargy. There are new medications that do wonders for the appetite, but he's still slower than she is.
I have re-signed up for the fitness center at work, and have high hopes of losing a few more pounds myself. If it works, I'll get Cleo in there too.
