Mickey has not grown much at all, but the anti biotics used in the hope this was an infection accomplished nothing.
Now we are hoping it's fungal...yecchhh...and I am being scheduled for a biopsy sometime next week.
The prospects for treatment if it's cancer are not promising. Mortality rates on the operating table are grim. I already decided I won't be operated on. If I survive the surgery, half of the one lung will be gone and my left one is compromised. Meaning, I'll be all but an invalid.
I either will overcome this thing or die. Better that than being in a Lil' Rascal and constant oxygen up my nose.
As for the apartment, it's coming along. It is.....modest. The thing I like about this place is they insist on background checks! You have a record..you can't live here. It's quiet, most are friendly, some quite odd.
And I have "pets"! (Think the movie "Joe's Apartment) I kill these pets every chance I get. NOT bedbugs....just some other forms of pain in the ass. One thing I noticed, these guys are SMART! I have never seen insects so in tune what is around them before. as soon as one thinks I'm about to get him, he blots, and I mean BOLTS away.
When I kill one, I leave the body around for a while as a message to his pals. And when one happens upon the stove...he makes a snapping sound!
The Sovereign Conversion Van Of Wonders is not doing well at all. I hopefully have someone looking at it tonight, because it is really not safe for me to use. I have no other choice. Between needing stuff and driving into Fort Worth for health care, I must have wheels.
Thus the update. I thank all of you who I see coming back over and over. It's nice to know you are still interested.
Until next time.....