V-E-T; bloodwork

Mom and the little biped are away to DisneyWorld (the trip was a birthday present to the Little Biped and Mommy's Day/Birthday present for Mom since her birthday is next week). So Dad's been taking care of us. I've been clawing at him for two days to get this written. Some work he's doing in taking care of us...

He thinks taking care of us is a visit to the V-E-T. Mom never does that when Dad's away on his business trips. But, Dad took me. The boys got to stay home. Here I think that I'm getting a special treat by going for a ride in the car, but NOOOOOOOOO - the V-E-T!!!

It started out OK with getting my weight checked. Then I go back to the exam room and that's when it got ugly. The technician stuck something in my bumhole. It was cold and I DID NOT LIKE THAT! Nosir, notforme! Then she left me and Dad alone. The V-E-T came in after a little wait. He's nice and I like him because he gives me medicine that makes my joints hurt less. I didn't know why I was there because I had a hard time hearing him and Dad. They watched me walk around some. Then Dad starts to show him my foot. It's been hurting some and I've been limping so one of my toenails wasn't wearing like the rest. I don't know why it hurts, but I suppose the V-E-T was trying to figure that out. He did trim my toenail and it bled like mad. Next, I got a bandaid wrapped around my foot.

(Dad here, the vet told me that it might just be a lump, but it could also be a bone cyst or tumor. We're going to keep an eye on it for a few weeks and if it changes, Kelsey's going back in for x-rays).

Kelsey here again... well now that Dad wrote what that, I know why the V-E-T was looking at my foot. I hope it's nothing. Then he got me up on the table and started to slip something like a large rubber band over my leg. This might have been OK. But then --- UH-OH! NEEDLE! Nosir, notforme! So, I bit Dad in the arm. Next thing I know, I've got a muzzle on and that nasty technician who stuck something in my bumhole is back. So, I did what any self-respecting lady would do. I tried to jump off the table to run away. It was tough with Dad and the technician holding me. The V-E-T stuck another needle in my other leg because he didn't get any blood the first time. No luck there either, so a third needle went in my neck...

I was not happy. I was starting to feel pretty bad too with three needle sticks, a bleeding toenail, and a sore bumhole. The V-E-T lowered the table and I jumped off, slipped on the vinyl floor, and fell down. Dad ended up having to carry me to the car because I was too sore to walk. He gave me a tramadol when we got home and I had to yell at Canyon several times because he wouldn't leave me alone. Later that night, the phone rang. I read the text message Dad sent to Mom and the bloodwork that the V-E-T did was all OK which means I don't have to switch off the rimadyl.

Well, its two days later and I feel better today. No more field trips with Dad. Thank woo very much for letting me stay home, Dad.

Woo-woo, Kelsey Ann

Breast Cancer Awareness

Dad suggested a few nights ago, that I should add a link on the blog to a breast cancer awareness site since I recently had to have a partial mastectomy to remove the cancer (we're so glad that it didn't turn out to be the bad kind). We added the link to the sidebar on Friday night, but I haven't had a chance to mention it until now. This is what the link looks like.

Click on it every day, and sponsors will donate money to the Breast Cancer Site, a foundation that provides free mammograms to human women that need them (what about doggie women that need them???).

WooWoo, Kelsey Ann

Good News!

Hi Everypup!

I wanted to pass along great, awesome, best we could have hoped for, news. Dr. Horst called and left a message for my mom and dad (I don't know why he didn't just ask for me since I was home) but anywoo, he said my tumor was benign.....that's the kind of cancer that we wanted the tumor to be. The pathologist also said there were clean margins around the pesky tumor.

The only thing mom and dad need to do to follow up is to continue regularly checking me for lumps and bumps! Cha ching!!!!! Bonus for me, that means mandatory belly rubs!!!!!!

Thanks everypup (and human) for your vibes and prayers!!!! They really helped me and keep think good vibes for a speedy recovery!

Woo woo, Kelsey Ann

(still resting and recouperating)