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   two knees and three problems
Tuesday, November 21 2017
Gretchen had arranged an appointment for Neville at the Hurley veterinarian because of the return of problems in his knees. The little guy ended up spending much of the day there after Gretchen dropped him off as he was sedated, xrayed, prodded, and poked. (They even clipped his nails while they were at it.) A couple weeks ago, one of the vets there said the problem was just a slightly worsened luxating patella, and she actually recommended accupuncture. This evening when we got the news from xrays, the prognosis was considerably less rosy: not only does Neville have a badly luxating patella, but it appears that he has also blown out his ACL ligaments on both knees. That's the problem that requires expensive surgery (on the order of $2000 per knee). It's a good thing we're doing about as well financially as we have ever done.
For some reason Neville was deeply uncomfortable after returning from the vet. He kept whining insistantly, only stopping when a human came over and stayed close.

[REDACTED]

This evening I bought the right to drink by painting a tiny painting of a white mouse on an old AAA membership card. (I've never been an AAA member, but they sent me a card once with my name embossed on it.)


I eventually managed to wean myself off of old episodes of To Catch a Predator (all of which I'd seen) so I could resume watching episodes of Season 4 of Halt and Catch Fire. [REDACTED]

To keep Neville from whining all night, I took a bean bag down to the living room and used it as a bed for myself while Neville slept on the couch beside me. At some point in the night, we traded places.


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