And how about some pirate puns?
Friday is International Talk Like a Pirate Day, so how about a week full of pirate fun?
We should start with a Buccaneer Breakfast…
Then a wee pint or two…
If you scroll down, you’ll see today’s original post, but…
HARLEY DOES NOT NEED SURGERY!!!
After taking away Harley’s food & water last night…waking up early…putting him through the trauma of another trip in the carrier & car…
We got to the vet at about 8am. There was a note on Harley’s chart that the doctor wanted me to be there when they shaved him to be sure they correctly marked the spot. So we got into the exam room. And this time, it was my regular doctor, not the new associate they have at the clinic. (Both are good, by the way, but sometimes you just can’t beat years of experience. :mat27 )
Anyway, I get Harley out of the carrier & the doctor feels for the lump. He asks me questions. He tells me about the lump…hard, not painful to the touch, not near any lympnodes, etc. Then he leans back & says, “Well, it could be this or that…” Just a boring, harmless old cyst, a small injury he got while playing, even a blood clot from bumping into something. And I told him that—even though I suspected I might be imagining things—I thought the lump was actually getting smaller. I mean, when I first felt it, it was barely noticeable. Then it got to be almost the size of a walnut, which is when I got worried. But ever since we got back from last week’s appointment, I could swear it’s been shrinking; first from walnut size to pecan size, & even smaller today!
The doctor said that was a good sign; it was something that seemed to be going away on its own. And…*drum roll, please*…he said there was no need for surgery unless 1.) he suspected it might be malignant, which he doesn’t 2.) it were in a spot that he considered dangerous to have a lump, which it isn’t 3.) or I didn’t want a lumpy cat—which I couldn’t care less about!
Hallelujah! I am so happy, I could do cartwheels. :may14
I’m supposed to keep an eye on Harley, keep an eye on the lump. If it gets bigger or there are any other signs of illness or injury, then of course we’ll need to reassess. But for now, he said surgery would be much more traumatic & invasive than was warranted.
Happy, happy, happy! Thank You, God! :may35
And thank you all for your positive thoughts, prayers, & white healing energy—they TOTALLY WORKED! :may3
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If you’ve been following my posts on Twitter & Facebook, you know that I took one of The Kittehs—my sweet, precocious Harley Quinn—to the veterinarian last week. He’s not sick, but I discovered a lump on his left side, just behind his ribcage, that causes some concern. :may30
The good news is that he is perfectly healthy otherwise. Eating, drinking, sleeping, playing, using my bed & body as a bouncy house in the middle of the night, etc.—he’s doing everything exactly the same as usual.
The bad news is the the veterinarian doesn’t know what the lump is. She said we could either wait & see if it gets any larger, if he begins to exhibit any other symptoms…or they can do surgery, take it out, & send it to the lab for testing. One guess which option I chose. :May37
Yeah, she didn’t even get to finish that entire thought before I was saying, “Take it out—the sooner, the better.” She asked if I needed an estimate for the procedure before committing to it. Um, not really. I will pay them $10 a week for the rest of my life…sell my blood & bodily organs…sign over my house…sell my body on the street… Whatever they need to take care of my little boy, it’s theirs. Especially since he isn’t sick. If he were sick or in pain, if the chances for survival were slim, I might give it a second thought; but in this case, it’s a no-brainer.
And today is the day of his surgery. I’m not terribly worried, but this sort of thing is always disconcerting. I also know how upset poor Harley will be at having to be in the carrier, take a drive, be left in a strange, noisy place. He’s going to be so nervous & frightened. :may38
So if you could all keep my little Doodlebug in your thoughts…send white, healing energy his way…& say a little prayer that the surgery goes well & when the lump is tested, it turns out to be nothing, I would greatly, hugely appreciate it. :may223