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None of this has been easy.

This Tuesday, Mr. Fabulous will undergo an intravitreal injection (also known as a chemical ablation) for her glaucoma-riddled eye. Basically, this is an injection into the eye that halts the further production of fluids. This will essentially kill the eye and reduce the pressure, hopefully, allowing us to go entirely off her ridiculous 14-times-a-day eyedrops once and for all. Fingers crossed.

Also, unlike the other options, Fab won’t have to be fully put under during the procedure, which is a huge plus.

I’ll be sure to post a status update once the procedure is done, along with photos of Fab with a cone of shame on her head. At least that will be worth it.

Thanks to everyone for the interest, love, and support these past few months. It means a lot to us. And Mr. Fabulous.

It’s about goddamn time,


Eight eyes on one eye!

…and a final decision will be made soon.

Looking forward to it being over,



About a year and a half ago, Mr. Fabulous was diagnosed with glaucoma in her right eye. Since then, we’ve been treating her eye with regular visits to the eye doctor and a barrage of eyedrops.

At first, she was getting eight eyedrops a day: three in the morning, two at dinner, and three before bed. As of last week, she was up to 14 drops a day. Needless to say, it wasn’t fun for us, but it especially wasn’t fun for her.

In the last couple of months, we started to notice that she was bumping her head into things. She also stopped flinching or blinking when we’d administer her drops. Of course, we assumed something had changed.

Last week, that assumption proved correct when the doctor gave her a full checkup and concluded she was now officially blind in her right eye. She still has good vision and pressure in her left eye, but that doesn’t make the diagnosis any less shitty.

I adopted Mr. Fabulous when she was four months old.

Four-month-old Mr. Fabulous! With good eyesight!

This November, she’ll turn nine.

Of course, this is the natural progression of life. These things happen. But I guess I never really thought of Mr. Fabulous as being “old” until just recently. And, to be honest, that makes me a little bit sad.

Now that she’s blind we’re on to the next phase, which is figuring out what longterm solution to tackle so she (at least) isn’t living in pain with horrible pressure in an eye that is no longer of any use to her. We have a few options (yes, this is one of them), and I’ll be sure to let everyone know what we end up doing when we figure it out.

I know Mr. Fabulous is kind of like everyone’s dog, especially to those of you who come around and/or visit regularly. I love sharing her with all of you, so like I said, when we know, you’ll know.

Here’s hoping she keeps the vision in her good/remaining eye for the rest of her days. If not, we’ll probably have to go out and adopt her a seeing-eye dog.

If anyone wants to donate an eye,


…in her right eye about a month ago, which means she’ll be receiving six eyedrops a day, every day, for the rest of her life.

Now, these eyedrops are pricey—approximately $150 a month—so KB and I have been considering some other options.


Now we just have to replace one of her paws with a hook,


Old Poop!