Trouble

It is late and I am tired and I don't feel to great either. I am worried about Nick. I cannot put my finger on it, but, there is something. Does this sound familiar? Now remember tomorrow is a holiday, so I guess that means just sit on your thumbs and wait. On Tuesday, Nick is not even really scheduled to see a doctor, just get labs and LP with IT chemo, so unless we kick up a fuss and jump up and down like monkeys on a banana cart, no one will pay us any mind. The list of symptoms he is experiencing right now is quite endless and put them all together, they spell TROUBLE, with a capital "T" and that rhymes with "P" and that stands for pool. Name that musical for $100. (Mom you can't play!) And speaking of trouble, did anyone know that Mickey's middle name was Trouble. He was officially registered at the vets as "Mickey T."

Nick continues to cough, and cough, and cough, and cough! And then he blows his nose and nothing much comes out for someone with a "socked in sinusitis" that is still there....and then he coughs, and coughs, and coughs some more. Get the picture. But, that 's all normal right? Well, I shall see what tomorrow brings. If needed, I will be calling the medical oncology doctors on the dreaded holiday, and one way or another Nick will get seen by a doctor. Also, low grade fever was brewing tonight....37.9C = 99.6F Up to now, he really hasn't had a fever at all, so this worries me as well.

On an also sucky note: Why did the Ravens have to lose to the Steelers? Aaaaarrrggghhhh!
On a lighter note: I tink I saw a puddy tat!