| Skye Egg Bound
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| Date and Time |
- | Jan. 23rd, 2008, 07:11 pm | |
| Current Mood |
- | worried | |
| Current Music |
- | Nico - My Funny Valentine | |
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Skye is at Angell Memorial. She was admitted last night and is egg bound. She has an abnormally large egg in her. She's getting an additional calcium shot tonight, but if she hasn't passed the egg by morning our options are ovocentesis or prostaglandin. Both are risky. purpleglitter and I have decided on ovocentesis because we believe skye is more likely to be able to fight the risks associated with ovocentesis. We are also considering having her oviduct removed. The procedure is risky on a budgie, but so is her reoccurring problem with egg binding. Further, while introducing its own risks, having her oviduct removed would eliminate one of the key risks of ovocentesis: remaining bits of shell creating a future blockage. Please keep Skye in your thoughts and prayers. |
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| Old Playroom
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| Date and Time |
- | Jul. 6th, 2004, 03:33 pm | |
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i miss the playroom at the old house_of_clocksit was such a representation of me i had all sorts of things written on the wall the writings were all pieces of me angry and happy resilient and giving up my tinfoil room odd things screwed and nailed to the ceiling plastic eggshells, pictures, etc. gave it a odd feel it was shiny my tinfoil room i'd see shapes in the walls everything was bright either reflective or colorful or often both the room was where i spent most my time i miss that room it was crazy like me |
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| The Law of the Zoo
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| Date and Time |
- | Mar. 2nd, 2004, 02:22 am | |
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| The Law of the Zoo
the law of the zoo caged wilderness reckless and broken at the core can we play dirty games of intention?
watch through the window life goes by in shifts dreams awaken the light disappears
the secret endeavor saving pills for some lucky day don't look now i think i broke the shell | |
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| Discuss Being
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| Date and Time |
- | Apr. 28th, 2003, 01:10 am | |
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| Discuss Being
melancholy therapy forever drugs luck starting to that point artistic if something bath feels amazing session wonderful think about half-dreams starting peace progress I choose delicate dreamer blowing feeling that is chatter eggshell memories in ritual haze incense patterns smoke trapped in bliss puppet needing master med time | |
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| The Cockatrice Egg
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| Date and Time |
- | Dec. 30th, 2001, 03:50 am | |
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| The Cockatrice Egg
the cockatrice egg looks healthy smooth and common unassuming one does not look upon it and see that what lurks waiting in the thin shell walls should never have existed | |
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| Brittle Eggshell House
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| Date and Time |
- | Nov. 19th, 2001, 11:28 am | |
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| Brittle Eggshell House
the angry wind knocks at my window the walls of the house are brittle eggshells striving to keep the cold biting air I sit conformable in this frail structure I watch the turbulent world stampedes along and hope that my brittle eggshell house is not trampled upon | |
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| Cold and Hollow
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| Date and Time |
- | Oct. 24th, 2001, 11:17 pm | |
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| Cold and Hollow
cold and hollow empty cracked pale egg shell coughing up coughing up barren miles of wasted lifeless nothing | |
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| Through Gaps in the Tinfoil
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| Date and Time |
- | Sep. 2nd, 2001, 06:29 pm | |
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| Through Gaps in the Tinfoil
candles everywhere daylights invade through gaps in the tinfoil covering dusty windows and rotted frames
the exploits of the previous night begin fading away
starfaced we try locking out reality just a little while longer
sweet mystical sounds from dead can dance attempt to hide the cluttered noise filled with the honks from angry motorists the roars of monster trucks the yellings of business and frustration from those who slept the night away
tattered blankets with blazing colors of grape and apple woven in checkered patterns attempt to hide the all-consuming glare threatening to take away what mystery and wonder still remains within these eggshell walls
our grasp on the surreal slips away from our hands the sun peeks through imposing harsh definitions on the frail darkness the brilliance cannot hold the magic of the void
air only a few hours ago smelling of cheese and candy and incense holds just a stale memory of what was
pop ice wrappers litter the floor
the woman with flowers in her hair who danced on the ceiling reduced to a lace outline
once again life goes on as if nothing happened | |
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