Karen had an appointment yesterday with the general surgeon who performed the original 9+ hour long surgery and the follow up ileostomy. Finally, the last of her staples came out. The doctor thought it was best to put chemotherapy off for another week or two until Karen had recovered some more, and had more energy. The doctor also expressed concern over her continued weight loss and once again suggested she get a scale. Karen's always just used a tape measure to watch her body weight, which actually makes a lot of sense to me, with muscle weighing more than fat, you can put on weight working out but still be healthier than before. But that's not good enough for the doctor. I told Karen we're going to have to get a scale but we can Office Space it when she's done with cancer.
Earl came home today. He threw himself at the sliding glass window when he saw Socks out there. While Earl's first attempt to penetrate the glass startled Socks, he didn't run off until Earl's next attempt several seconds later. We're keeping the doggy doors closed and putting Earl in his muzzle when we let him out. Earl's scared Socks off the wall a couple times now, and away from the glass door again just minutes ago. I'm worried after we're comfortable enough to open the doggy doors, Socks won't see Earl around and try to come in again. Every time Socks got in and we'd pick him up to toss him out, he'd purr and purr the whole way, just being held. I hope his fear of Earl is greater than his desire for attention.
