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February 1, 2005
Waving the white flag
Two sick kids and an out-of-town-husband should be an automatic prescription for Prozac. Karsten has had a bug and Britta has her first ear infection and first dose of antibiotics. A wise, stay-at-home-dad told me "some days you just throw up a white flag and surrender to the couch." This was yesterday for me.
Today I am showered and clean. I am at work. Yay! Vacation! Paaaarrrrrtttty! No more human burp cloth. The funny thing is that I miss the kids. No one at work has puked or pooped… yet. Scooter occasionally leaves presents near my desk but for once someone else is responsible for clean up.
Also in my life... I'm thinking of starting a support group for Spouses of Entrepreneurs. Any joiners? Requirements are tough and serious:
Spouse must be capable of making large sums of money working large corporations but prefers to work on own business of dubious salary or no salary at all. Spouse must also always be looking for the next big thing and enjoy the company of venture capitalists.
If you want to join my little group I suggest we meet monthly for stiff drinks. Maybe we can indulge in massages since our spouses will eventually make disgusting sums of money. So far I am the only member but there must be more people like me who are married to insane people.
And finally, the Lupe update. Lupe might have cancer. He had a biopsy about two weeks ago and the vet suggested removing his lump. The lab couldn't identify if the cells were cancerous but they looked supicious. The funny thing is that Lupe looks the best he has in years. I thought his brush with near death immobilized him enough to go on a crash diet of no treats from the neighbors. Now my mother-in-law suspects his rapid weight loss may be attributed to the Big C. My mother-in-law is truly the best source of information about almost any subject and she thinks that once there is a lump and a big weight loss that the cancer has probably already spread. Do we operate? Lupe is 12 or 13 years old so we probably won't be prolonging his life by years and years. Such decisions. Any opinions/cancer advice appreciated.
Posted by jana at February 1, 2005 8:42 PM
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I am the world's biggest dog lover and softy. I would do anything to save my dog if she was sick. But, in your circumstance, I would not operate. A friend of ours fought cancer with her little RAT dog and it's a long, expensive, time-intensive process that's hard on everyone. If he was younger...definitely...IMHO, I would spend the energy, time and money making his last days comfortable. So sad. I hope it's benign.
Posted by: Ted at February 2, 2005 3:27 PM