"If providence did beards devise,
To prove the wearers of them wise,
A fulsome goat would then, by nature,
Excel each other human creature." - Thomas D'Urfey

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

The Continuing Adventures of the Little UnDead (Part deux)

Okay, well, here I am!  Back as promised.  Did you forget?  Did you try?  I know.  Since it is regarding the little Scant and Insufficient, I'd try to forget too ... if only I had that luxury.  Oh, well.  On with the story!

So, since our Malachite No-More managed to make it through the whole scary Radiation process, he decided to get in on more of the action.  Of course he did.  What a glutton for punishment.  So onward he went to his next stop ... the Chemotherapy wing of the Cancer Center.  Naturally.  Are we surprised?  I know I'm not even raising an eyebrow.  Come to think of it, I'm not sure I even have any eyebrows.  Nonetheless, I will somehow manage to adequately relay my non-amazement.  I can be very expressive when I try.

Anyway, back to the Chemotherapy.  Yep, that little Sage-Colored Perished was delighted at the prospect of giving chemicals a whirl.  After all, if the Goatmother could do it, he certainly figured he could.  Overconfidence never looked so green.

Here he is being greeted by the World's Greatest Medical Oncology Nurse and the World's Greatest Patient Navigator.  Do we see the same looks of gleeful anticipation worn recently by those Radiation Technicians?  Hmmm ...

Anyway, the next step was to check in.  Here we see the microscopic Lime Lout kindly helping out behind the desk.  After all, he didn't want anyone to get the information wrong.  The only problem was that he couldn't remember his date of birth and they didn't have a place for 'date of turn' or 'date of first bite' or 'date someone stupidly thought to create such a menance'.  None of those things.  And still she smiles.

Now, I want you to know that the Chemotherapy wing has style.  They actually decorated for Halloween!  That short Stunted and Stiff felt right at home.  They have a way of doing that there -  making their patients feel right at home.  Isn't that great?  I bet if they had any goat patients, they'd probably supply them with Peanuts.  I'm just sayin' ...  in case they read this.  Or get any goat patients.  Or any Peanuts they might want to send home with existing patients. It never hurts to make suggestions.

After checking in and visiting with the decor,  it was time for treatment.  Here you can see the little Undersized and Useless waiting in the chair with bated breath.

Of course he is a bit more height-challenged than your average patient so ... he had to have a little booster seat.

Then in came the nurse and set right to hooking up our intrepid little Dead Deviant.

It's usually kind of quiet in the Chemotherapy wing, but let me tell you folks, you could hear that Chartreuse Cretin yelling, "Turn the drip up all the way!  Woo Hoo!!!!", clear down the hallway into the lobby.  Goat Grief.  How embarrassing is that?

Here's a close up.  See the needle taped to his arm?  And he's still smiling.  Oy.

So I suppose that little Unmitigated Muttonhead has a much better constitution than anyone thought possible because he didn't lose his hair and it didn't turn white.  Or any other shade, for that matter.  And we certainly can't say his color is any worse.  He didn't even get bloodshot eyes, though he probably would have liked that.  Some guys have all the luck.

Yes, my friends, the Little UnDead made it through quite nicely.   He maintains it's all just a matter of clean living and right thinking.  In his case we can honestly say that's just a crock of goat berries since there's certainly nothing clean about his living conditions (you should see his room).   And his thinking?  That's definitely more out in left field than right.  What.  Ever.

So there you have it.  I guess you could call his little sojourn a success.  He made it through anyway.

"Success is not a place at which one arrives but rather the spirit with which one undertakes and continues the journey."  - Alex Noble

There is that, now isn't there?

Stay tuned.  Unfortunately he isn't quite done yet.  But you can keep your eyes open.  The scariest part is over.


Millie said...

Well, that was quite the experience for the little guy, and I have an even bigger awe for your dear Goatmother. Maybe you should share a peanut with her. I'm just saying, she has gone through quite a bit.

Marigold said...

Dear Millie,
The Goatmother thanks you. :) I can tell you this, however. She hasn't enjoyed any of that nearly as much as the dumb green guy. :) Okay, I'll share my Peanuts with her, but I draw the line at sharing with him.

goatsandhounds said...

I'm glad he made it through okay! And I hope Goatmother is doing well.

Auntie sezzzzzz... said...

All those people are sweet, sweet, sweet! To hop right along with your Cute Story Telling In Pics. :-)))

And btw, I'm so glad to be seeing the fruits of your labor of learning to use the superrrrrrrrrrr camera. Ahemmm, it's about time, I must say. Harrrumph... ,-)

I know. I am relentless. JUST because you've been going through a wee, teeny, tiny, smigeon of a health issue........ I still expect pics! Awful! Just awful of me! -blushing-

Nahhhhhhhhhhh, not blushing. Doing what you LOVE doing, is one of the best ways to recover, I'd say. Well, along with taking enough rest, and all that.

But,all kidding aside, I am SO GLAD to see your photography!!!! I'm gonna' take it, as an awfully good sign. My daughter's joy/escape/renewal, was (and still is) knitting... :-)

Gentle hugs,


Marigold said...

Dear Goats and Hounds,
Ha! Ha! Of course he made it through! What else could they do to him? He's already dead. :) And, yes, the Goatmother is hanging in there too. Perhaps there is a little undeadness in her too. :)

Marigold said...

Dear Auntie,
Admittedly, however, these pictures were all taken with the Goatmother's little pocket camera. Any port in a storm, right? :) The Goatmother knits some, but she's a better crocheter. I am, in fact, STILL waiting for my coat.

Kelly said...

Glad the little fellow did so well. I wonder if she had to search to find a vein? Does he get a port? Now that would be interesting to see. Much Love.

Marigold said...

Dear Kelly,
Nah. He kept hollering something about ports being for sissies. He wanted it right in the vein. He does have veins, although due to the color of his skin, they are really hard to find.

Candy C. said...

It seems to me that The Little UnDead was enjoying his trip to the Cancer Center just a little too much! But I guess he needs to find his "fun" wherever he can! ;-)
What a bunch of troopers the staff are to put up with the little guy!

Marigold said...

Dear Candy,
I know. It is sad. Just sad. I think I'll go have a few Peanuts.

Mimi Foxmorton said...

He's positively FULL of glee!!!!!

Marigold said...

Dear MiMi,
I know. It's just SO embarrassing. Oy.

Snowcatcher said...

I guess that answers my question... that's what I get for reading in reverse.

Well, glad the little Gnome of Many Names made it through without losing his color. Hopefully what remains will be a jolly good time for him. I hope the Goatmother is faring as well!

Marigold said...

Dear SnowCatcher,
I'm not sure we are glad he didn't lose his color. :) At least one side of the Goatmother has changed colors ... in a manner of speaking. :) Red is a color. :)

Mrs. Micawber said...

Well, I must say the Mossy and Morbid came through that pretty well. But really, someone whose diet consists mainly of blood could probably make it through anything.

I hope he hasn't bitten any of the World's Greatest hospital employees, by the way. :)

Marigold said...

Dear Mrs. Micawber,
Oh, but he's a vegetarian. Didn't you know? I think that has something to do with his complexion...too many veggies.

Hindustanka said...

Hello! First of all, thanks for your nice comments and for joining my blog) Really, big thanks for showing interest, it means a lot to me. Secondly, I see that you also like Halloween and have a very good sense of humor - this little vampire ready to get his blood from a blood bank... hope you are doing well and take care! Anna

Hindustanka said...

Hello! First of all, thanks for your nice comments and for joining my blog) Really, big thanks for showing interest it means a lot to me. Secondly, you also like Halloween and have a very good sense of humor and at the same time you find a perfect way to convey messages...i liked the "vampire exploring the hospital" idea. best wishes, Anna.

Marigold said...

Dear Anna,
Hi! Thank you! We LOVE Halloween around here. Hope you saw part one of the Little UnDead's adventure in cancer land. That one has links to his other years' adventures as well, which you might enjoy. I look forward to following your blogs!