Today is better.
I'm slowly getting over Mango's untimely death. Her cage is sitting in the corner of this room and I just can't bring myself to clean it out. I will, in time, just not yet. I did vacuum earlier and there were a ton of feathers on the floor. She really lost a lot of feathers in the last couple of days.
I've also done some research on mast cell tumors and am actually quite hopeful. We won't know what's going on until the excision and the x-ray. Once they determine if it's spread or not, how far, etc, they will determine the stage it's in and the appropriate treatment. Rocco's appt. is Friday so we'll see then. I can't change anything so worrying about it does no good. I'll just have to wait until Friday and see where we go from here.
I went yesterday and looked at a sulfur crested cockatoo that's available for adoption. Turns out these people can't tell a male from a female (in a cockatoo it's pretty easy), the bird is a serious plucker, and she gets carsick. Since I would most likely be taking this bird to work everyday I don't think that would work.
Right now I don't think I want another bird anyway. I have my little cockatiel and I think she'll have to do for a while. I still feel so horribly guilty over Mangos death, I'm not ready to take on another bird yet.
I wasn't in the mood for working out this morning but I figured it would help my mood, I was right. So I dragged myself out the door for a walk. I ended up walking 5 miles while listening to a book on my iPod. It definitely helped.
That's it, that's all I've got today.
I've also done some research on mast cell tumors and am actually quite hopeful. We won't know what's going on until the excision and the x-ray. Once they determine if it's spread or not, how far, etc, they will determine the stage it's in and the appropriate treatment. Rocco's appt. is Friday so we'll see then. I can't change anything so worrying about it does no good. I'll just have to wait until Friday and see where we go from here.
I went yesterday and looked at a sulfur crested cockatoo that's available for adoption. Turns out these people can't tell a male from a female (in a cockatoo it's pretty easy), the bird is a serious plucker, and she gets carsick. Since I would most likely be taking this bird to work everyday I don't think that would work.
Right now I don't think I want another bird anyway. I have my little cockatiel and I think she'll have to do for a while. I still feel so horribly guilty over Mangos death, I'm not ready to take on another bird yet.
I wasn't in the mood for working out this morning but I figured it would help my mood, I was right. So I dragged myself out the door for a walk. I ended up walking 5 miles while listening to a book on my iPod. It definitely helped.
That's it, that's all I've got today.
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Be patient with yourself. You'll know when it's time.