My Health

I have been sick off and on since last Monday. I missed my usual Thursday lunch with friends at Frisches, I'm going to miss gaming tonight and I had to cancel the LexFA Annual Economic Suicide Mission for tomorrow. (This involves a trip to some really nice shops in downtown Frankfort, Kentucky, one of them the Poor Richard's Bookstore.)

I have been to a doctor and put on (yet more) prescriptions, and had multiple tests, including a CT scan of my gut. (I will note that the Dreaded Barium Milkshake has become far less unpleasant to drink in the past nearly thirty years, something for which I am *very* grateful. The contrast dye injection was also less unpleasant.) The medicines are only mildly helping, and the tests don't show anything wrong.

They now want me to see a gastroenterologist, probably next week. Hopefully, this one will be better than the one I saw years ago when I first started having these problems. He looked for an ulcer (which my symptoms didn't justify) and when he didn't find one wanted to look again.

What's really baffling about these recent attacks is that over the past three decades my gut has been slowly healing, the attacks becoming milder and fewer. Why I'm now having a major relapse is a mystery.

My Cat's Health

On top of being ill myself, I had to take my cat Motley to the vet yesterday to have an ulcerated tumor treated. She is still doing well, eating and drinking and getting around. She has lost weight, though, and is obviously not up to par.

Yesterday the vet put a light bandage around the ulcerated tumor on her left front leg. This is to keep debris - mainly from her litter box - out of the wound. Today I replaced that, as I will have to do every day for the foreseeable future. The process went better than I expected. Time will tell whether my bandage stays on better than the vet's, which started slipping within hours.