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May. 10th, 2016 10:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Micah, my family's dog, died tonight. He was about 12 and in pretty poor health. It's still devastating.
So last week I had to take my dad to the doctor. He's also in pretty poor health. They ran some tests and sent him home. Yesterday we got the test results back. The major thing is the x-ray results. They found a mass on or around his lungs. The doctor pulled my mom away and told her that he couldn't be sure what it was but that it was not good. Then I took him to the hospital to get him scheduled for more tests.
He goes Thursday and Friday for tests. See, the whole reason he went to the doctor in the first place was because in the past few months, he's grown very weak. His right side has gone pretty numb and he drags one leg when he walks. He's irritable. He forgets conversations. He doesn't understand things very well. It was all stuff that I thought was pointing to early onset Alzheimer's.
But now there's this fucking mass. And the tests they'll be running include spinal tests and cranial tests.
I'll basically be missing work at my new job tomorrow (I have to bury a 80-90 lb dog and try to tend to my mom, who is completely devastated) and then Thursday and Friday to take my dad to the hospital. Fortunately my sister is the owner of the new job place so she's very understanding.
I told her today that this week was going to suck. I'm honestly surprised at how quickly it came to pass.
So last week I had to take my dad to the doctor. He's also in pretty poor health. They ran some tests and sent him home. Yesterday we got the test results back. The major thing is the x-ray results. They found a mass on or around his lungs. The doctor pulled my mom away and told her that he couldn't be sure what it was but that it was not good. Then I took him to the hospital to get him scheduled for more tests.
He goes Thursday and Friday for tests. See, the whole reason he went to the doctor in the first place was because in the past few months, he's grown very weak. His right side has gone pretty numb and he drags one leg when he walks. He's irritable. He forgets conversations. He doesn't understand things very well. It was all stuff that I thought was pointing to early onset Alzheimer's.
But now there's this fucking mass. And the tests they'll be running include spinal tests and cranial tests.
I'll basically be missing work at my new job tomorrow (I have to bury a 80-90 lb dog and try to tend to my mom, who is completely devastated) and then Thursday and Friday to take my dad to the hospital. Fortunately my sister is the owner of the new job place so she's very understanding.
I told her today that this week was going to suck. I'm honestly surprised at how quickly it came to pass.