Saturday, December 04, 2004

That Crap Flinging Monkey is Too Sweet

The crap is flying once again in the shack we so lovingly call our home.

My Monkey came home. While at the hospital, the docs peered and poked at him for a good long while. They made him run on a treadmill and tested his big sweet heart very thoroughly. The good news is that his heart is A-Okay! However, they found out something very surprising instead. That crap-flinger of mine has diabetes.

Now we have a whole bunch of new stuff to learn about. He has to change most of his eating habits and he has to test himself several times a day to monitor his progress. He also has to stop compulsively biting my neck and shoulders because it’s contributing to the problem. Since I’m such a sweet tasty treat, every time he takes a nibble, his blood sugar spikes through the roof. To be perfectly honest, it’s okay with me if he cuts down a bit. I’m really tired of the chronic rash and teeth marks.

Thanks to all who have wished him well at this site, in person, by e-mail, phone and in spirit.


At 12:25 AM, Blogger modgurl said...

Hmmm... Sounds like some men I know. Hahaha! Good to hear that he's OK.


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