Looks like my little turn on the sassy horse was all for naught.
Turns out there really IS something wrong with Buzzy...so much so that I infiltrated and had to leave treatment a full fifteen minutes after I got there. The top needle just wouldn't go in, and then even after it did, it decided to blow the access and send the blood into the surrounding arm tissue where it just doesn't belong.
So it is a really good thing that I will have it roto-rootered tomorrow, and despite the fact that I positively dread this procedure, I need to suck it up Buttercup and get on with it. There's just too much fun to be had for me not to feel well enough to have it.
I'm home, in jammies, and doing laundry, and as soon as I finish the paper, I'm going to stitch.
I'll try to touch base with you tomorrow afternoon or evening. If not...definitely on Futzingday!