Sort of cheating post

[maystone]

It's been simply gorgeous weather here for the last two days, and I've been venturing outside off and on to do things like driving, poo clean-up, mowing with the lawn tractor, and visiting with the alpacas and the kittens. Which was great and invigorating and now has left me pretty exhausted because that's the way this stupid disease works.

My test results have been in my doctor's hands for over a week now, and she never did call me back to discuss them. It says right on the report that she should talk to me about the possible kidney necrosis, but has she? She has not. I'm beginning to think that she never even read it. So today I called the clinic and asked the clerk to ask the doctor to schedule a kidney ultrasound for me. (The previous ultrasound that found all of this was actually for my abdomen.) It would be nice to know if I have some cancer brewing there, don't you think?

I'm too tired to rewrite the Paddock-a-looza report, so I'll just copy what I wrote about it to sparky77 and leave it at that:

I broke up a veritable orgy of alpaca sexin' outside earlier this afternoon. Delilah was kushed next to the fence by Hannibal. Val comes trotting over and throws himself on top of her. (He's two months old! Like he could do anything.) Next Adama comes running over and shags Val off her, then he climbs on top and starts orgling like mad. Meanwhile Hannibal is on his side of the fence making with the orgling and pretending to cover her. Pantomime alpaca sex! Then Val and Sparky both come running over and they both jump on top of Adama and Delilah because it looks like the funnest game in the world. Of course that gets the three orglers all pissed so they start making loud fussing noises which brings the three moms running over to get into the fray. I was watching this from the kitchen, and by the time I decided I needed to step in and restore order the only one not actively involved was Cinnamon Girl - who was under a tree deciding whether or not to give birth to her cria right then. (She decided not to, as of a few minutes ago.)

When I made it out to the paddock, the moms had shooed away the crias; I shooed Adama off of Delilah and Satine took over herding Delilah away from the fenceline and Hannibal.

So. That's how I am. Alpaca Sex Patrol Warden.

And I leave you with some kitty pics.


Morse.


Chloe. Who seems to have cloned Mao's "sad eyes" look.

Comments

[hawkmoth.livejournal.com]

Oh! Morse is a twin for our Jack!

(Must post our kittens' pix before they go back to the shelter...)

[maystone.livejournal.com]

You really must! Life is too short to go without kitty pics :)

[malterre.livejournal.com]

It would be nice to know if I have some cancer brewing there, don't you think?
Gods, what the FUCK is with your doctor?

[maystone.livejournal.com]

Damned if I know. I'm flabbergasted. Angry, too, but mostly just jaw-droppingly amazed at her complete lack of interest in helping me. I mean, if she doesn't want to help sick people, why did she become a fucking doctor to begin with???

Dar wants to rip her head off. She loves me :)

I haven't heard back from the clinic, so I'm not even sure she'll approve the kidney ultrasound. If she doesn't, I'll probably go to a walk-in clinic and see if I can get one through those guys.

Nuts, ain't it.

[puffgirl-two.livejournal.com]

I mean, if she doesn't want to help sick people, why did she become a fucking doctor to begin with???

I had a nurse like that last year in the hospital. She told me to go get my own water. :)

[llaras.livejournal.com]

ohhhhhhhhhh.

*dissolves into goo*

baby kitties!!!!! *wants*

i have to go smooch my cats now. :-)

[maystone.livejournal.com]

Awwwww. Smooch 'em for me, too, please. I remember seeing a T-shirt that I used to think was gross, but now I think is sweet: I kiss my cat on the lips. Hee.