posted 11/26/2006
Otis' wish came true yesterday -- he got a new baby sister and brother!!
About a year ago, I began thinking about bringing home another dog or cat to keep Otis company. Remembering back on how much work a puppy is, I was leaning toward a kitten. I even went so far as to venture out looking for one, but the adoption centers near me were full of adult cats. As much as I would like to help an old kitty, I doubted my ability to bring one into a house with a dog successfully. If I went with a feline, it had to be a kitty, so that it could grow up with Otis and not be afraid of him.
Over the course of the past year, I would peek into the "adoption center" at PetSmart, but "my kitty" was never there. I knew I would know him when I saw him. A week and a half ago, I was at PetSmart with Charlene and we peeked in to see the kitties. There was a beautiful Maine Coon cat (Miss Kitty) with a litter of kitties there. Two of the babies were polydactyls, meaning they had extra toes... they were so cute -- they looked like they were wearing mittens or that they had thumbs (see the picture below)! So cute! Plus, all the kitties in the litter were black with a patch of white fur on their chest -- just like Otis! They were perfect! I left that day with an application for adoption and spent a few days thinking about whether I should really consider taking a kitty into my home. I filled it out, just in case, and turned it back in.
Wednesday night, I got a call -- they had approved me... now I had to really think... and decide what to do.
For Thanksgiving, Mike and I went to Lancaster to spend time with my parents, as did my brother and his fiance Bonnie. I brought Otis and they brought their dog Molly and their kitten Max. This was perfect! I got a chance to see how Otis would behave with a kitty. He was pretty excited and wanted to chase Max around, but as the novelty wore off, he became a bit more calm and they could nearly coexist (I even caught Max sneaking up behind Otis and sniffing his tail!).
Mike and I went over to PetSmart on Saturday to see if "my kitty" was still there. Miss Kitty and her entire litter were still there. My heart melted. The adoption people weren't going to be there for another hour, so we went over to Borders to read up on "bringing home your kitten". We headed back to PetSmart and met up with Jodie, who let us come in and play with the kitties. They were so playful and crazy! The first to head over to us was the only boy in the litter (they called him "Beast"). He crawled right over my lap and was the most curious of the group. We decided that he was definitely "the one". As we watched them all play, I realized that I couldn't take home just one. They were so energetic and even if the kitty and Otis got along, it just wouldn't be the same. Plus, the kitty would be home alone all day, while I was at work and Otis was at Sedona's, so it would be nice to have another kitty to keep him company. Just then, one of the girls ran across the room and pounced on "Beast" and they began to wrestle. That was it -- we needed to take this one home too. It was one of the girls, with polydatcyly. They needed to stay together.
Miss Kitty said goodbye to two of her babies and we headed out to bring them home. For the time being, they have a pleasant little den in my spare bathroom. It's perfect - they love to leap from the sink -- to the top of the toilet -- to the bathtub (which has lots of little perches for them to climb on) -- even up onto the windowsill. They already use their litter box well and have been eating their food with no problem.
This afternoon, the kitties had their first trip down to explore the rest of the house. With Otis peering in from the backyard, they ventured out... cautiously at first, but curiosity got the best of them and they eventually made it downstairs to check out their new domain. Otis came back in (on a leash) and really really wanted to play with the kitties. They aren't quite sure what to think about Otis, but they are interested in checking him out. We've had several short introductions so far, with fairly good results. I'm sure in no time, they will be living together, as one big happy family!
WHATEVER YOU CALL ME, DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME A QUITTER. I will fight. I celebrate life. I can not predict the course of my cancer. I will live each day for what it is and give thanks that I got to show up. And marvel at the beauty in it all. Live in the light, not in the fear. Breathe in. Breathe out. It truly is all good.
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Thursday, November 16, 2006
BACK AT HOME...
posted Thursday, 16 November 2006
Just a quick note to let you know that I am well and at home...
Surgery went well - the procedure took just about two and a half hours and then it took about that long for me to be feeling well enough to go home. I'm a bit more sore than I expected (I always under-estimate how tough the surgery will be, don't I?), but I left the hospital with no drains, so I am pleased as a plum!
My only complaint would be the fact that the anesth. had a heck of a time getting my IV in... 3rd time was the charm (but that meant 3x poking & prodding)... Every time we would get close, my veins would run and hide (I don't blame them one bit... after the way I've mistreated them over the past year). I had been pumping my arm furiously, trying to get the veins to pop, so when they finally got it in, a bunch of blood came gushing out... all over me and the bed I was in (gross!). Glad I was in a hospital bed and not at home... or in a motel room!
The Dr said that I should take it easy for a week or so -- good thing I rescheduled my 4 hour meeting that was supposed to be on Monday! I'll probably try to listen to the dr's orders and just do a little bit of work from home next week.
I'm home on the couch, snuggled in with "Goldie", my new stuffed puppy dog (Mike got him for me from the hospital gift shop). I've eaten some mac & cheese and am about to doze off. In fact, Mike is about to pull the plug on my computer, so I have to go... I just wanted to let you all know that everything went fine today.
Feel free to call on my cell phone, if you want. If I am asleep/don't feel up to talking, I just won't answer it :)
Love,
LC
Just a quick note to let you know that I am well and at home...
Surgery went well - the procedure took just about two and a half hours and then it took about that long for me to be feeling well enough to go home. I'm a bit more sore than I expected (I always under-estimate how tough the surgery will be, don't I?), but I left the hospital with no drains, so I am pleased as a plum!
My only complaint would be the fact that the anesth. had a heck of a time getting my IV in... 3rd time was the charm (but that meant 3x poking & prodding)... Every time we would get close, my veins would run and hide (I don't blame them one bit... after the way I've mistreated them over the past year). I had been pumping my arm furiously, trying to get the veins to pop, so when they finally got it in, a bunch of blood came gushing out... all over me and the bed I was in (gross!). Glad I was in a hospital bed and not at home... or in a motel room!
The Dr said that I should take it easy for a week or so -- good thing I rescheduled my 4 hour meeting that was supposed to be on Monday! I'll probably try to listen to the dr's orders and just do a little bit of work from home next week.
I'm home on the couch, snuggled in with "Goldie", my new stuffed puppy dog (Mike got him for me from the hospital gift shop). I've eaten some mac & cheese and am about to doze off. In fact, Mike is about to pull the plug on my computer, so I have to go... I just wanted to let you all know that everything went fine today.
Feel free to call on my cell phone, if you want. If I am asleep/don't feel up to talking, I just won't answer it :)
Love,
LC
Monday, November 13, 2006
Upcoming Surgery
posted Monday, 13 November 2006
Apparently, I've become fairly generic in my postings... and for that I do apologize. People keep asking me why I haven't updated my blog and the honest answer is that my life just really isn't that interesting. I could tell you all about my dog's newest trick (that's right -- Otis now knows how to roll over), just how clean I got my house before my mom came to house/dog-sit (you wouldn't have recognized it), my exciting travels for work (Ithaca, Troy and State College...) or my latest ultimate frisbee endeavors (ok - so maybe that one is interesting and I'll devote another blog entry to that)... but I'm just not sure that you're all interested in those musings... but since I do have another surgery upcoming, I figured I'd sit and give a quick update.
Surgery is this Thursday (Nov 16) at Robert Wood Johnson in New Brunswick. Relatively speaking, it should be fairly minor -- provided all goes well, I should be home the same day. They are swapping out my tissue expander and replacing it with a permanent implant (the technical term for it is "exchange surgery").
I did have to do a bit of thinking about what type of permanent implant I wanted. You may or may not know that silicone implants are being used in clinical trials for women having reconstruction after mastectomy. The latest silicone implants are called "cohesive gel" and they are the consistency of a gooey gummy bear. The idea is that even if the implant were to rupture (which, by the way... all implants rupture eventually... in fact, they only last 10 years on average and then you have to get them replaced! I had never heard that before), it would suck back into the implant instead of leaking out into your body (another aside- they still haven't proven whether silicone leaking into your body really causes harm, but I can't imagine that it's as benign as saline, which just gets absorbed by your body). The benefit of silicone is that it looks and feels more natural. Especially for women who have had a mastectomy (and have no natural tissue/fat on top of the implant), saline implants can look and feel very very fake. At the end of the day, I've decided to go with saline, at least for now. We'll see what the research shows 10 years from now, when I have to get it replaced! I'm just looking forward to getting rid of the rock hard grapefruit buried under my pec muscle... I'll let you know how it goes!
LC
Surgery is this Thursday (Nov 16) at Robert Wood Johnson in New Brunswick. Relatively speaking, it should be fairly minor -- provided all goes well, I should be home the same day. They are swapping out my tissue expander and replacing it with a permanent implant (the technical term for it is "exchange surgery").
I did have to do a bit of thinking about what type of permanent implant I wanted. You may or may not know that silicone implants are being used in clinical trials for women having reconstruction after mastectomy. The latest silicone implants are called "cohesive gel" and they are the consistency of a gooey gummy bear. The idea is that even if the implant were to rupture (which, by the way... all implants rupture eventually... in fact, they only last 10 years on average and then you have to get them replaced! I had never heard that before), it would suck back into the implant instead of leaking out into your body (another aside- they still haven't proven whether silicone leaking into your body really causes harm, but I can't imagine that it's as benign as saline, which just gets absorbed by your body). The benefit of silicone is that it looks and feels more natural. Especially for women who have had a mastectomy (and have no natural tissue/fat on top of the implant), saline implants can look and feel very very fake. At the end of the day, I've decided to go with saline, at least for now. We'll see what the research shows 10 years from now, when I have to get it replaced! I'm just looking forward to getting rid of the rock hard grapefruit buried under my pec muscle... I'll let you know how it goes!
LC
Comments:
1. Maura left...
Wednesday, 15 November 2006 11:09 am
I like your rock hard grapefruit.
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