Continued illness and other scariness

Still sick. I actually stayed home from work today because it has gotten so bad. I can hardly speak (it's more like croaking - saixxxy) and I have this awful painful cough that sounds terrible. Anyway, I didn't sleep well last night and woke up with a fiery inferno in my throat. Gavin says I tossed and turned a lot. The doctor ruled out strep throat and has called in some prescriptions for me to help me deal. I'll be fine - I fully expect to be in the courtroom tomorrow.


By now you all know my baby Maddie. A few days ago I was snuggling with her and noticed a little bump on her snout. I thought maybe she had gotten a bug bite or something but decided to watch it anyway. It didn't go away, so this morning Gavin took her to the vet and the bump thing is actually a tumor!! The vet said it could be benign or malignant, but because she's still a middle-aged dog (as opposed to flat-out old as dirt) it is more likely benign. The Auburn-educated vet will remove it tomorrow and send it to the doggy pathologist to evaluate. They have to put my baby completely under to do this.


Needless to say, I am freaking out. Dogs are not suppposed to get cancer, and Jack Russells are supposed to be particularly hardy. She's always been so healthy and this is really throwing me for a loop. She hates going to the vet and Gavin said she actually trembled the whole ride over and got upset when he had to leave her there. I don't know how parents of actual human children do it. Anyway, please everyone keep my baby in your prayers!!