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When I got home T was worried about Dax, he said Dax wasn't finishing his food over the past day or so.  Otherwise Dax seemed normal, so I suggested maybe his stomach is upset from eating something he shouldn't -- Dax still chomps on sticks and weeds on his walks, still periodically vomits it back up.

But this prompted T to worry more generally about Dax getting older and maybe only having a year or two left.  He's now caught up with me on not necessarily putting Dax through surgery if his remaining lifespan is short anyway.

Sounds like T needs some extra emotional support this week, I'll try to give it to him.
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Didn't need much sleep last night, I don't know why.  I don't worry about it.  I'll nap this afternoon if I need to.

Ran 4 miles this morning while wearing the FMJ, which caused chafing again -- now I can wear the cage indefinitely except while running.  I'll keep trying to wear it while running once per week until my cock is tough enough to handle it, other times I'll take it off for the run.  But for now my willy gets a night out to heal.  I wasn't expecting this to be an issue, but, it is.

I'm about 2/3 through my current Book of Last Week and now expect to finish it by Sunday, so I'll have to pick a new Book for Next Week -- I'm still tempted to pick a volume of Chinese history.  I definitely recommend the current book, Bedsit Disco Queen by Tracey Thorn.  After I finish it I'll consult it as a reference, because she name drops so many musical artists from the 70s and 80s; I want to spend time educating myself by listening to their music.

Not sure of the weekend plans yet, my default is to spend Fri & Sat nights at the condo, giving T & B some time twogether if they're up for that.  I'm ready for another two-night stay by myself.  I need to trim my hair!

The vet wanted us to wait a month before bringing Dax back for a second try at surgery, assuming the antibiotics and liver medicine made a difference in his liver function.  Of course, these things may not have helped, it may be too late in his life for Dax to have non-emergency surgery.  T is still concerned about the multiple growths in and under Dax's skin, but if we cannot operate we cannot operate.  And we're both more aware of how Dax is aging now -- he's in his late 60s coming up on his early 70s, he's not a puppy anymore.  He's slowing down, getting pickier about his food, spending more time sleeping, looking more limpy and wobbly on his feet.  But he still seems happy and loves going on walks, loves snuggles.  He may persist like this for a few more years.
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This morning's Maids prep went about as well as it ever has, but traffic to the condo was heavy -- it seems more and more people are returning to in-person work formats as the Holiday Wave recedes and vaccinations ramp up.

Often I stretch and exercise when I get to the condo on a Maids Monday, before my work day gets started, and I have time for that this morning but I'm not feeling it.  I could stretch now and maybe exercise later in the day, between 1 & 3pm, on a late lunch break.

Maybe it's because two weeks ago, on the last Maids Monday, that's when I ate the meal that gave me the food poisoning, or maybe I just need a break from trying to exercise on EVERY work day.

I'll probably run/lift/hike/run the next four days anway ... we'll see ... I'll probably exercise this afternoon anyway, after I relax this morning.

Dax is on a hunger strike this morning, possibly due to the antibiotic pills we're giving him for his liver.  Sigh.  On Sunday morning while I wasn't there, T tried to sweeten the deal by pouring bacon grease over Dax's bowl of food and pills, and now Dax is holding out for similar sweeteners.  Sometimes with older pets trying to treat their chronic ailments starts to bring on more troubles.  I like to treat Dax from time to time, but I'm not going to bargain with him.  You don't want your breakfast, then you don't get breakfast.

I already know ahead of time that B is going to spend the night at the house this Friday.  I'm thinking I might want to socialize with B & T if they're willing, and then head to the condo on Saturday for only one night.  Two nights to myself week after week can feel like too much when the only human I'm seeing is T, I guess.  I should also do more reaching out to the important people in my life, although part of my mood on Saturday was pouting that "they should reach out to me more".  Yet, I choose my relationships for the level of independence they allow me, so I shouldn't play those kinds of mind games in which I fail to communicate my desire to communicate and then hold it against people for leaving me alone.  It's that ancient tug of insecurity, of wanting to feel arbitrarily important and in control.
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Dax is fine, because he didn't have surgery after all today, he's super happy to be home.  We're treating him with some of his favorite soft food for putting up with the day.

But he's also on antibiotics now.  The hope is that his liver problem is being caused by an infection, that antibiotics will clear it up.

The x-rays showed no abnormalities.

If the antibiotics don't fix it, the next guess is that he's got Cushing's Disease, although a quick look by me at the symptoms didn't immediately rule this in.  But I'm not a vet.  There are medicines for Cushing's Disease.

I think the plan is try the antibiotics, go back in a month, maybe have the surgery then, maybe move on to the next most likely diagnosis.

So, I don't have to stick around the house this weekend after all.  B is coming tomorrow night, probably staying through Sunday, but spending Saturday touring nearby condos.  I could stay here Friday night and hang out with both T and B, or I could disappear for two nights as I've been doing pretty often lately.  I've got some meetings in the morning, I'll figure out what I'm doing afterward.  Might do a dance or yoga video in the basement before heading downtown.

Hey, I could watch more Teen Wolf at the condo, LOL.
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When the vet did the pre-op blood work she found that Dax's liver is not ready for anesthesia today, so the surgery was cancelled.  They're doing some imaging and tests to try to figure out what's wrong with his liver (other than "old age").  Depending on the outcome he may be prescribed antibiotics, other medicine, and/or a low-fat diet.  Then if we can get his liver back to normal we can reschedule the surgery.

I was duly skeptical beforehand that a dog his age needed this surgery, and now I feel somewhat vindicated, except now we have to chase down "why" his liver is doing what an old dog's liver tends to do ...

I don't care whether I blow $10K on taking care of Dax or not, but I don't want him to go through unnecessary treatments that do not improve his quality of life.  I know that at some point T will agree with me on this, as he eventually did with me on Lucy, but we may not agree on it at the same point along the spectrum.  I'd rather have happy Dax for 2 more years than unhappy Dax for 4 more years.  He's currently happy and active, no matter what these growths look like, no matter what his liver is up to.  We'll see.
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He's been resting on the sofa, I've been relaxing on the other sofa, I just let him have a bit of water, we'll see whether he holds that down.  If he does, I'll give him a can of soft food at 6pm, and then another can of soft food at 7pm.  He seems normal now.

I'll be alone at the house (with pets) for Valentine's Day and I'm totally fine with that :-)  I don't make a big deal out of holidays and such.  T left me a small gift and texted me where to find it.  I'd given him a simple bunch of flowers a couple days ago because I knew we wouldn't see each other on the actual day.  Poly people gotta be flexible about holidays.

Watching third episode of Euphoria and ... wow ... such a good show ... an unrelenting look at the suck of suck of high school in the US in the early Third Millennium.

Haha, some guy just sent me message that I'm a "Sexy lil fucker" :o)  Yes, my sexy lil fucker self is in Toys Only mode right now, but I appreciate the compliments :-)

MG from Twitter is back!  He undeleted his account.  He's been vaccinated already because he works in health care, now that's a sexy lil fucker ;-)  I'm not going to say I wish I worked in health care because some of the people who I know who do work in health care say they'll have PTSD for the rest of their lives after this pandemic.

I was sitting with Dax on my lap, he was acting normal and happy again, and I felt the pleasant simplicity of having a happy pet on my lap.  I do love these critters.  But they're all in their second decades now ... they spend a lot of time sleeping.  Why don't I get to spend a lot of time sleeping??  When I meditated earlier I figured if I fell asleep while meditating I'd take a nap, but I didn't need a nap this time.
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Forecast for freezing rain to begin between 9-11am got me up early and back to the house before conditions deteriorated.  I warned T that he should do the same w/r/t driving to B's apartment, but he was still here when I got here and was not in the rush I would've been in his shoes.  I'm not in charge of him, heh.  "I'll leave by 11am," he decided.

But when I got to the house, while T was exercising in the basement, Dax was looking distressed, walking slowly and acting like he'd been punished, instead of happily greeting me.  I took him outside and watched him poop -- it looked like he's recently pooped a lot in that same area -- when he came back in he was shivering and moving slowly.  I alerted T, and then Dax started to barf up his breakfast.  T comforted him while I cleaned up the mess, and then I let Dax snuggle with me under a blanket for a while.  He's calmed down now.  T said that Dax was totally fine earlier and didn't know what the problem could be -- perhaps ate something disagreeable from the back yard earlier.

T's getting ready to head out now.  I hope the roads remain in good condition while he drives ... I would've made a point to leave here a couple hours ago to beat the freezing rain ... but I'm not in charge of him.

I'll continue where I left off last night -- it's my 3-day butt toy weekend, heh.
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T left Dax with the emergency vet, the doctor was optimistic but said they needed to keep Dax under observation, give him IV drugs and saline, and perform some tests.  We don't know the results of any of these tests yet or whether Dax will need a procedure to remove an intestinal blockage.  We don't know whether we'll be picking him up tonight or tomorrow.  It's weird to have a dog in the hospital when he was perfectly fine yesterday.  I'd expected to take him on a hike this morning.

My unrelated anxiety flare of last night is gone, and I've been in normal contact with K since around 11pm his time last night.

It sounds like T is talking with the doctor on the phone right now.  We have a delivery dinner on the way, not worth cooking a meal when we might have to go pick up Dax at any minute.  I'll wait a bit to hear what the news is before I hit "post" ...

The tests show that Dax doesn't need surgery and can return home this evening, yay!  T will pick him up after we eat dinner.
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Dax started vomiting around 6am this morning and has continued vomiting, not able to keep water down.  He's also acting like his abdomen is in pain, and he's shivering.  So he's probably got an intestinal blockage from the sticks he was chomping during yesterday's walk.  Ugh.  I feel like a bad parent.  But he's been chomping on sticks forever.

The repeated vomiting is a sign of a blockage.  A call to our regular vet --> immediately led to a recommendation that we take Dax to an emergency vet.  Even as we were preparing for that departure, Dax vomited up another huge blech of water and bile.  I'm already doing laundry for the previous bunch of towels needed to clean up his vomit -- I'll have a second load of laundry now.

There's three stages of blockage -- first can be handled by getting him to vomit up the entire contents of his stomach, including the blockage, but he's already been vomiting A LOT, and it's been too long since yesterday's walk.  Second stage is removing the offending matter via endoscopy.  But if the blockage is too far along, then surgery of the intestines is required.

Why do dogs have to be so stupid!  Ugh.  His stick chomping got significantly worse when we put him on a diet, after he started having shoulder problems, from his shoulders getting older.  Our 10-year-old pup.  I had to avoid taking him to the part of the playground that is floored with wood chips, because he was swallowing them.  But then yesterday there were sticks all over the place from the wind.

We have pet health insurance to cover incidents like this, so it isn't a money problem, it's a "Hope Dax will be OK" problem, followed by managing his recovery, and then finally beating it into his head that he's not allowed to chomp on sticks anymore :-(
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But I still did my full weight lifting workout, although I skipped the aerobic stuff because the hours of chores felt like enough of a workout.

Was closer to 3pm than 2pm when I started warming up and cleaning out, but I'm happily warming up my butt for toy play.  I closed off my entire calendar for tomorrow, although I don't expect to take the entire day off.  I just don't want to worry about tomorrow until I wake up.

I did clean up the rats nest under the living room stereo -- much better now.  Right now, I actually have the stereo hooked up directly to my ancient iPad via its ancient headphone jack.  Sounds great!  I learned today about different audio formats and different wireless standards, and decided this high-end stereo would sound best if it were hooked up directly.  I'll pop it back over to the ancient AirPort before T returns, that's the main way we play to the stereo these days.  But Apple stopped making AirPorts!  The alternatives are not great.  Audiophiles are keeping up a brisk market in used and refurbished AirPorts because there's really nothing as good if you want to stream music to your stereo wirelessly.

But Friday I was getting these gaps in the music over the AirPort.  I tried rebooting everything, kept happening.  So I thought I'd try a direct connection for tonight's enjoyment.  I'm not disappointed!  Sounds wonderful even coming from the ancient iPad.

Could be something overwhelming our wireless router, we've got so many Internet devices in this house.

Listening to FKA Twigs, starting with EP1 and moving forward chronologically, over Apple Music / ancient iPad / headphone jack / jack-to-RCA converter / stereo.  The ancient iPad still does a great job at a few things, but mainly the world has left it behind, no longer supporting iOS or app upgrades.  Can't even use the Kindle App on it anymore.  It's got the beautiful clock app that no longer exists on the App Store, and it can play porn videos (and other videos, LOL), and it can stream music.

The music streaming doesn't even tax its battery.  At all.

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Warming up with my Gape Keepers from Topped Toys -- first the 75, now the 85 -- and the 85 is feeling mighty powerful today.  Turns out I've got plenty of toys at the house, didn't need to bring any from the condo to have a fun time :-)

But Dax is sad.  But it is a wet and cold day!  He normally wouldn't get a walk on a day like today.  Sorry, Dax!  He's whining about being ignored, and I'm being mean to him, sigh.  Back when we were crate training him I'd put him in the crate while playing with toys, because he just won't leave me alone.  Sigh.  I'll pay more attention to him tomorrow!  He'll probably get a 4-mile hike in the morning.

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