I'm a bit exhausted today. Yesterday was a bit of a crazy day and it's carried over to today.
On Sunday evening the tow truck showed up to get my truck. I had a call from the driver about 4:30 who was on his way out of town for another pick up and would get my truck on the way back, as he was dropping that pick up off elsewhere. I left the key on the seat for him and he showed up about 6:30 and off she went.
My friend picked me up yesterday morning and took me and Elmo to the vet for our appointment. The vet was concerned enough about Elmo to keep him for the day. I found a nasty looking ulcer/tumour looking thing in his mouth last week - the reason for his visit - and she wanted to get a sample for a biopsy. While I was waiting for my friend to pick me up, the shop called to let me know that my truck was ready - for the grand total of $125.12!
I was really pleased that it was so fast (I had called them at 9:00 to let them know what the problem was, and they called me at 10:30 to say it was ready!) as I had to go to the college for my meeting with the English instructor.
I registered for my course (my first class is Thursday night! Exciting!!) and bought my books, so I'm all set to go. I haven't missed anything, so I don't have to scramble to get caught up at least! I'm actually in a course higher than I should be in, but I have to go back and do the 100 level courses when I can because I can't move forward without them. The course times just aren't very conducive to those of us who work full-time, as they're morning classes... :(
Anyhow. The day took a decided turn for the worse when I got a call from the vet informing me that Elmo most likely has a tumour, oral cancer. Speaking with her later when I went to collect him, there wasn't much better news. Oral cancer is very aggressive and neither surgery nor chemo are worth it. I wouldn't subject him to chemo anyway. So really there's nothing that can be done for him. I forced some sandwich meat into him earlier and he's finally sleeping quietly after 24 hours of being wide awake. He's just not eating much at all. It's basically a matter of time and the biopsy is mainly for my peace of mind at this point, as it's 80% certain it's a tumour. It just means I'll have to make "The Decision" sooner rather than later, although knowing it doesn't make it any easier.
Regardless, it's a 10-day wait for the results (it had to go Outside for biopsy) and I just have to find ways to make him as comfortable as possible until then. He's 13 this year, so not a young cat, but I've had him since he was 8 months old and he's going to be desperately missed.
Spends for yesterday are crazy:
EEEE! But these are all needs, not wants. I need my truck, I need my course (one less thing to do on my list for 2009!) and my books, and I need care for my cat. My debit & VISA cards took a hit, but will be repaid from the car & vet accounts.
I'm distracted enough right now, though, that I'm just not concerned about that. Poor sick Elmo... :(