franklanguage: my little terrier (Corky)
It's been awhile; today, I had a slightly grueling day taking Corky up to the Animal Medical Center to be diagnosed. He's had ataxia and weakness in his hind legs for some time, so I decided that in the wake of his being cured of Cushing's syndrome a few months ago I wanted to find out what else was going on—since he was still incontinent, and I would have thought that symptom would ease up if the Cushing's weren't an issue.

Turns out they found spinal stenosis. There's no cure, no treatment to speak of, beyond palliative care. Currently, I have to give him strict crate-rest for 4 to 6 weeks—even after he seems to be getting better.

He's 11, but he's not an old dog; I mean, he seems older than he is because he has such difficulty walking. (I was plan nasty to a woman this morning who cocked her head and smiled before asking, "Is he an old dog?" "Leave me alone!" I bellowed. I was in no mood for chit-chat.)

I usually have to carry him; I have to carry him both up and down all five flights of stairs in my building—which I'm resigned to. You do what you can for the ones you love.

I'd like to get him a photonic-therapy unit—and now that there's a distributor in this country, I may do that; when I last checked, the only contact in the whole world was an address in Australia. When I mentioned it to the vet I saw last week, she thought it was a tall order for me to go learning all the acupuncture points, but I think it would be on an as-needed basis.

Unfortunately, he pooped in the front hall of the building earlier when I was carrying him out—and I didn't notice. Carmen—the woman in the front apartment, who's the de facto super and package receiver for the building—wrote a misspelled note and taped it to the glass of the front door about how tenants weren't supposed to let their dogs poop in the hallway without cleaning it up. Most tenants don't have to carry their dogs both ways.

I'm tired.
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This parrot sings an even more melodious Happy Birthday than Boozle, if that's possible.
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Hey…I haven't been logging into my LJ account because I get the broken-lock icon with a warning that the connection isn't secure and can be compromised. To tell you the truth, I'd jump ship altogether if I didn't have a Permanent account; plus, I've been on LJ for a long, long time—so long that I've worn out my welcome in all the communities. (I wish I were kidding about that last one.)

So I'm breaking my LJ fast to ask a few questions:

• Is this happening to anyone else? Or does anyone know a way to circumvent it?

• What happened to [profile] bart_calendar? I can't find him here or anywhere and he hasn't posted since March 5th. (I think it's been longer since I've posted, to tell you the truth.) Have the Russians disappeared him?

• And this isn't a question, but an invitation; I'm [personal profile] franklanguage on Dreamwidth as well, so people are welcome to visit me there.
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Yeah, I was up at 4:30 AM; thanks, Corky. I've become an early riser of necessity, and I'm not really happy about it.

But…snow day!









I'm always grateful for a day off, but I'd say this is SNOW but not "OMGFUCKINGSNOW!!!" The weather people tend to always overblow it.

Still coming down, so you never know; it's only a few inches, people. Get a grip.

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