My legs don't want to cooperate today, but I'm making them behave. I think it's the lilacs blooming, because occasionally I sneeze violently too.
Sassy might have squamous cell carcinoma, which is a really nasty form of skin cancer. She's never been an outdoors cat, despite her wishes, so I have to wonder how much the medical community really has a clue about "how long people ought to hang out in sunlight" anyway. The awful part is I'm not sure how much surgery she'll need if the biopsy comes back positive for the SCC. It's right above one of her eyelids and I am not sure how much skin they can remove in that location without needing a graft from elsewhere, and she may end up whiskerless on the top on that side. I don't want to put her down that will only be an option if we find it has metastasized elsewhere and will be inoperable. Because removal is the best option for treatment of SCC, even in humans, and the odds of changing and growing elsewhere are not good- and I don't know what it's like for cats.
And Tom goes in for part two of his dental surgery on Thursday. He needs his other bottom canine seen to. It's in danger of splitting off now, and it may need as much as a root canal. Given my own panic attacks for my own dental trauma, I really feel horrible about inflicting this on the cat, but certainly some of the alternatives would be worse. He has enough trouble with crunchy foods. I've never actually tried brushing the feline teeth, and I'm still not completely sure I want to try with a cat that doesn't like to be handled too much to begin with.
My first quilt class ever is tonight. As always, I hope there is a corner I can sit in and there is no one there with overwhelming perfume. I get apprehensive and jittiery when I think about it, but I want to do this. The building is fairly recently remodelled, so there will be a little new-building smell, but I ought to be okay as long as no one spray bastes. Since we are only making the tops, that should not be an issue. This class should be easy- it's only a double Irish Chain, and that ought to be simple. I have the fabric- it' more green oriented than I originally thought I would try. When I think Irish Chain, I think Blue on White. For some reason a purple jumped into my arms, and only greens wanted to go with it. I hope it turns out okay. The room it is going into is Yellow, so it will match better that way.
And if I survive this class okay, then I should be okay for the class I really want to take- which is an art quilt class taught by this lady: Marilyn Belford
. And yes, she's really good. I've seen several of her pieces in the cloth, so to speak, and I look forward to the class. Being ill for it would royally suck.