A little bit of this. A little bit of that.

[maystone]

1. Now, Voyager is playing on TCM. Apparently it's Bette Davis night. Have I mentioned that I'm a huge Bette Davis fan? HUGE. And this is one of my very favorite movies of hers, along with Jezebel and The Little Foxes. Mr. Skeffington is up next, but I really shouldn't stay up that late. finitejester is coming for a visit, and we really need to clean the place up a bit.

2. The rodent count for today is one dead rat, one dead mouse, and one live mouse who made a quick escape after being rescued by Q and me. The cats really can stop anytime now.

3. That shoulder pain I've been dealing with for the past few weeks turns out to be bursitis. So says Dar's son, Oliver, who is studying for his doctorate in osteopathy. How cool is that? I've had bursitis in my hip, and once he said the b word, it all seemed to fit. I'll have to make an appointment with my PCP to get some physical therapy and an official diagnosis, I guess.

4. The big news is that my kidney biopsy is back. Yay! I meet with the nephrologist on Friday morning to get the news. Damn, I really truly honestly fervently hope that this gives me a definitive diagnosis. If it turns out that the biopsy is inconclusive, I may have to cry just for a bit before slogging forward. I was born to slog.

5. Oops, it turns out that it's Claude Raines night, not Bette Davis night. 'S okay - I like the Raines man, too. Eh, I think I'll catch up with Generation Kill instead.

6. Mao has taken to hanging out with alpacas. He really seems to like them, and I think that they'll get used to each other soon enough. Right now he's more of a curiosity than anything; Adama in particular is fascinated with him. Dar's worried about him wandering into Jester's paddock and getting stepped on or kicked by accident, and I worry about that, too. On the other hand, I'd really like the alpacas to get used to having the cats around and I can't really keep Mao out of the paddocks if he really wants to go there. He just walks right through the gaps in the fencing. So I guess we just have to hope for the self-preservation gene in the little boy cat to kick in when he even thinks about going to visit Jester.

7. My bedroom is an oven tonight for some reason. Blech. Time to screw around with the little fan to see if I can get some air moving.

Comments

[hnybny.livejournal.com]

Best of luck on the biopsy results!! I had my test today and should find out my results in two+ weeks. We both need answers.

[maystone.livejournal.com]

I hear ya. Best of luck to us both, hny!

[zosh.livejournal.com]

My cat Ozzie was kicked or stepped on by our neighbor's horse, Whinny, and that broke his hip. My choice was $500 orthopedic surgery or for nothing a false joint would form and he'd have a limp. After an IV, Ozzie jumped off the exam table and didn't seem to have any pain; I opted for the false joint. He limped only with damp weather. He was a funny, funny cat.

[maystone.livejournal.com]

Go, Ozzie :) You know, I never pictured you growing up in a rural area. Did you live next door to a farm?

[hawkmoth.livejournal.com]

*Fingers crossed for all your upcoming medical visits*

So I spent last evening channel switching between L&O:SVU and Now, Voyager (which I've seen many times), then I decided to stay up for all of Mrs. Skeffington (because I adore Claude Rains). Ane even though I'[ve seen the ending to it before, I surprised mysefl by getting a little teary!

And how about that Bette Davis in The Letter, huh, hmm?