A Note About This Blog

I used to be a writer. Unpublished, but a writer just the same. I have several 100,000 word novels sitting on my hard drive. Then I fell off a horse and got a concussion that scrambled my brains really good (yes, I was wearing a helmet.) After that forming a written sentence was very difficult for quite some time. It's still difficult, but at least now generally the sentence structure isn't egregiously flawed. Verbally and written wrong words pop in, I switch words around, and sometimes I make no sense at all. It isn't because I don't have knowledge of grammar and punctuation, but my brain simply can't do it sometimes. Reading this blog you're accepting that there's going to be things that look like typos or make no sense. It's not because I don't proofread, it's because my damaged brain doesn't see what's wrong. I try my best, but things will slip through. I don't need them pointed out, I know they're there, but if I continued to worry about them I wouldn't write at all. I didn't for quite some time. It's painful as a past master of words to use them so badly, but fortunately the words don't seem to mind.

Thursday, September 27, 2012

Crappity Crap Crap

The vet was over tonight to give Penny her Legend shot, our latest attempt at tracking down her owwieness. She looked at her head and said, "Have you noticed this big bulge between her eye and ear?" Sure enough, there it was. And she's 99% sure it's a melanoma.

Crap.

Crap. Crap. Crap.



This is not a good thing. (Duh.) It means her melanomas are no longer centralized in the under tail area. This one is more internal (it's all fuzzy coat on top) so it indicates there's probably other internal melanomas going on now. As for the ones under her tail, the hole in the one that ulcerated is getting bigger, indicating its not going in a good direction either.


I love this pony so damn much, but I suspect we're quickly approaching the "let nature take its course" point.

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