Even I’m starting to wonder when I’m going to lose track of how many weeks have passed.

Well, didn’t really get any more details today on what’s next for Leo. The vet got called into an emergency, so only could remove his sutures & give me a call later. She did call this afternoon, but somehow I missed it. I think I was outside at the time. She did say that she wasn’t going to give me timelines on voicemail; they aren’t good. Not sure what “aren’t good” is–weeks, months, a year? She did say that the timeline with chemo was better. She’ll give me a call on Monday to go over everything in more detail. Honestly, I don’t mind waiting. I know I’ve been wanting to know what’s next, but now that I should know it, I really don’t care to know. I know I can’t avoid it entirely, but I’m in no rush. Although, I guess it would be better to get started on whatever comes next sooner rather than later. But I doubt waiting until Monday is really going to change anything.

One thing that did come out of today’s vet visit, Leo now has to take Benadryl–25mg, twice a day. Apparently, the tumor produces histamine or his body is producing it to fight the tumor. Not quite sure. Didn’t really understand the vet tech’s explanation. I’m just going with it for now, & will follow up with the vet when I talk to her. It was fun trying to get him to take the pill. Leo isn’t a pill taker. He’s well known in the vet office for his ability to spit out a pill even after you’re sure he swallowed it. It took about 6 attempts before I got it down his throat. I lucked out with finally hiding it in some canned dog food; this usually doesn’t work, thus it was not my first method. But before this worked, he actualy spit it out & it fell down my shirt. My white t-shirt is now stained hot pink from the coating on the pill. Lovely.

When I take 25mg of Benadryl, I’m a zombie. So far, he seems to have faired much better than me. Yes, he slept a good solid 4-hours earlier today. But he was up & alert for dinner & a little indoor play, but now he’s back to sleep. I’ll know whether or not it’s really affecting him if he misses his 9 PM whine session. This is a nightly occurrence when he likes to howl/sing to you for a good 10 minutes to get your attention. I can’t tell if he’s telling on his brother, my other dog Teddy; or bitching me out for not spending my entire day throwing his toy around. Usually it ends in me chasing him around the house for a bit to get whatever excess energy he has out, & then him going off to bed. Yes, he’s weird.

So, today was benign. Just hung out at home. I didn’t want to leave Leo home alone since I wasn’t sure what the Benadryl would do to him. I ended up watching the Christian Slater movie, Bed of Roses, on cable. Not bad. I vaguely remember seeing it years ago. But must say, it really was predictable in its timing. I was watching the clock during the last half-hour & could totally tell when key plot points were going to need to happen to provide some resolution. This is the problem with writing seriously & studying the mechanics: you over analyze every story. Yes, a great learning tool, but can really kill a film or book.

Oh yeah, NaNoWriMo ends tomorrow. I think all 4 of my writing group members are going to hit the 50K mark this year. I alas am not. But I’m fine with it. Life just got in the way, & slowed me down a bit. Slowing down isn’t a bad thing. I know what I need to do & I’m sure I want to move forward with this story & draft #2. So, I’ll just plug away through December and January & see where I am by February.

So, overall, benign day. I’ll settle for that.

Image: Leo Reynolds via flickr

The kid in question is my dog, Leo. He’s doing well today. He’s his usual bright, perky, and somewhat annoying self. The only difference is he’s not supposed to be running & jumping, so I have to grab him when he’s about to run & bark at a stranger walking by. And if I put him up on the sofa or bed to sleep (where he seems most comfortable), I have to keep an eye on him to make sure he doesn’t jump down on his own. Kind of cuts into my sleep time. With the plastic cone around his neck, his ability to eat & drink on his own is slightly impeded. Although, the drinking problem has been somewhat resolved. I found a dog bowl stand my mother must have bought sometime ago. It raises the bowls off the floor & he’s able to drink without knocking the bowl over. (I’m tired of stepping in puddles of water & having to make sure they’re puddles of water.) I had to put a t-shirt on him today. While the cone does a great job of keeping him from licking or biting his sutures, it’s useless at keeping him from scratching at it with his back leg. So, the t-shirt is on to offer some protection. I’ve never dressed my dogs up before, but seriously, he looks so freaking cute. The t-shirt is too big on him (on purpose, I didn’t want one that was too tight around his leg). He’s drowning in it. I have to roll it up when he goes out to do his business. I’m not saying I’m going to start dressing these guys, but seriously, I get how people get sucked into doing so now.

I didn’t sleep much last night. Woke up at 2 when Leo was coughing (a result of the incubation during surgery) & then he wanted to sleep on the sofa with me. So, I ended up with half the sofa & had to keep an eye on him to make sure he didn’t wake up & jump off on his own. Ended up watching some early morning TV. Stumbled upon one of my favorite movies, Stealing Beauty, on cable at 4 AM. I don’t think I’ve seen it since it came out in 1996. I remember seeing it right before I went to Bologna, Italy to study for a year. (God, that was over 10 years ago now. It doesn’t feel like that long ago. Time seriously flies!) Anyways, beautiful coming of age film by Bernardo Bertolucci. I love simple films like this one. Movies like this put me in the mood to write. I need to buy the DVD.

Not a bad day. A little tired. Two more days till this is hopefully all behind us.


Started the morning off with breakfast with 2 of my uncles (my mother’s brothers). My grandmother was supposed to be there, but she wasn’t feeling well. I come from a very small family, & one that’s not incredibly close. So, now I find myself not minding these Sunday family breakfasts. Even if they are a little early. We discussed my grandmother’s care & me essentially taking over my mother’s responsibilities. They were fine with it. It makes it easier to know they’re ok with it. I’m sure they don’t mind.

Then spent the rest of the afternoon taking my father to lunch & to a movie for his birthday. Totally low key. I don’t think it was lost on either of us when he said he realized that yesterday he was 63, & then all of a sudden today he was 64, another year older. My mother’s not going to get another year older.

We saw Quantum of Solace. I loved Casino Royale, so I really wanted to see this. I like the Bond franchise as a whole, but I’m more of a Daniel Craig fan. Anyways, the movie was better than the reviews made it out to be, but I definitely feel like I need to see it again to get it. I feel like I missed a few things here & there. I will admit, I do think they didn’t give enough emphasis to a few threads that were mentioned early on in the movie. But, overall, I liked it. Good distraction.

This evening I hung out at a friend’s place. Once my father left, I wasn’t really in the mood to be home alone. Felt like I needed to be with people & talking. Now, I’m home watching The Notebook (never seen it before) & typing this.

So, 2 days until Leo’s surgery. I’m not so worried about the surgery. From everything I’ve been told, it sounds like he’ll be doing okay within a couple of days. I’m staying positive & just repeating over & over: It’s benign. It’s benign. It’s benign. Good thoughts.