Dougy’s “horns” are up. Uh oh!
Dougy’s “horns” are up. Uh oh!
Like the French for food, Dougy puts high value on presentation. Flash the feather in his face…meh! Hide it under the glide ottoman…YAY!
It’s mostly in the open, but Dougy loves to reach under things to get his “prey”.
PurRrrrrRrrrrrRRRR! Oh, does he love to stick his paws under things to feel his “prey”! It’s almost better than “catching” it!
Kitty video time! Dougy must see what’s playing!
Dougy wants to watch but he’s upset about the seating arrangements….
…so he appraises the possibilities for improving them!
Uh oh! Watch yer tail, Andrew!
What did I “tail” you, Andy? Now that naughty Dougy has your prized seat at the kitty videos! What a naughty Dougy, and on Sunday, too!
Andy moved over to the recliner. Now he’s alerted to how naughty Dougy is today!
Good grief, Dougy! He chases Andy off the recliner, too!
I guess no one gets to watch kitty videos today because now both are off chasing each other.
I catch Dougy coming out of his lion’s lair. Uh oh! Dougy’s awake now…
…and he’s going to…
~ OH NO! Don’t do it Dougy! ~
Aw! Dang cat! Scratching the furniture again!
Maybe he’ll be nice to Andy. Or not! Andy’s kitty sense tingles, his ears go back!
I think Andy suspects Dougy has a plan, a plan that involves A CHASE! Andy slips off the recliner and goes to his hidey hole. Good move Andy!
Very sneaky, Dougy!
Turns out all he wanted was a “skritch” while on his ottoman.
Dougy waits patiently for me to move. Not today, kitty! I want to rest. Maybe later we can play feather games or you can play with Andy.
[Dougy was half in the light and half out, so he looks a bit odd in this photo.]
“Where have you been all day?” The kitty boys demand an answer! I returned two hours after “kitty wet food dinner” time! Why, their little tummies were caved in!
Well, it’s a long story. Hang on dear readers!
The dialysis fistula that is used to give me dialysis treatments showed signs of poor flow on the venous side, so arrangements were made for an appointment at Regional West Hospital in Scottsbluff’s Exploration Radiology unit to determine cause and treatment.
Treatment turned out to be an angioplasty in the restricted portion of the venous portion of the fistula. As explained to me, the vein isn’t able to handle the same pressures as the artery, and micro-tears form in the interior wall of the fistula during dialysis.
Those micro-tears form scar tissue that eventually restricts the flow of blood during dialysis, placing additional pressure on the fistula wall because of (sorry to get technical!) hydraulic principles I understand having worked nearly 36 years in the hydraulic and industrial hose industry in various Quality Assurance roles. Take my word for it, the same volume of blood going through a fistula now restricted by scar tissue will have a higher pressure than it did when it had a bigger ID!
So, let’s get right to the fun part! Beer!
Woo hoo! Yeah, I went in at 9:30, waited till 10:40 to go in for pre-op preparations, was operated on around Noontime, I think, then completed my post-op wait by around 1:00. My friend Terry (we’ve been friends for 65 years, amazingly!) took me down to Scottsbluff, and I promised him a nice restaurant meal for his efforts. No pictures of the meal, just the beer because that was my treat to myself! (Well, and a nice filet mignon…!)
By 2:30, Terry and I were ready to come home. We saw an incredible amount of evidence of the recent tornadoes, wind, hail, and thunderstorm between Alliance and Scottsbluff. It made us sad to see so much damage to the shelter belts, one of the enjoyable sights in past along Highway 385 and Nebraska 26 along the route to Scottsbluff.
Linemen were restoring power by reinstalling poles and wires ripped out by the storm, residents with damaged out buildings and homes were collecting debris into piles for future removal.
A BNSF railroad crew worked hard from when we passed by in the morning the train blown off the track (!) down by Angora to put the dozens of cars on their sides by the track back on the track by the time we passed it again in the afternoon.
The tractor trailer had been uprighted and removed by the time we passed, as were some large containers dropped by the tornado by the side of the road. What a mess!
The power of wind never ceases to amaze me.
That little abandoned schoolhouse on Nebraska 26, a landmark all of us locals fondly recall and wished someone would buy and restore now is a pile of well-aged lumber. Rats!
Yeah, kitty boys, that’s where I was and what I did today. Now stop your fretting and I’ll put out your kitty food!
p.s. To all those who gave me their best wishes and prayers and comments of concern on Facebook, thank you and know that I was touched by your thoughts and concerns.
I posted that photo of me in the recovery room because I had nothing better to do for an hour. Little did I know I’d get the response I did. I am fine. I have a small wound from the angioplasty performed on my dialysis fistula. It will take no time to heal. I had no pain before during or after the procedure.
The procedure will help reduce blood pressure on the venous side of the fistula. That, in turn, will reduce the frequency of those “bloody hell” moments where I bleed out after what should be sufficient time for coagulation to take place at the sites of the two “buttonholes” – permanent places used for the dialysis needles instead of using new places each time – and, thereby, sparing me blow outs that cause significant bloody messes!
Remember the photos below? Yeah, “bloody hell”! That’s what happens when a fistula has a blow out because of high pressure on the coagulation plug in the buttonhole. Andy comes optional, and is the only good part about the whole mess. LOL!
Andy is an acrobat.
Dougy prefers the bigger surfaces of the recliner.
Andy knows he “owns” the recliner as long as Dougy’s not around! On the other hand, there have been times the kitty brothers shared the recliner.
Um…not this time.
Well, maybe they don’t share as much as I thought!
Why, the little poop!
Awww! My little angels!
Dougy wants to know: “Where is that little rascal?!”
“Meow! Meow! Meow!” Andy tells Dougy a thing or two, including the fact that he’s “hiding” by the open front door.
Dougy comes running! Andy slips by him and runs into the dark guest bedroom. The chase is on!
…hanging out with our human!
Of course, when the birds pop up outside the window, all bets are off!
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