I am going to call the vet today, and that's a good point about checking the food. Fortunately, I have some canned food of a different brand that he likes, and I'll see if that helps.

When he did eat, it was when the kitten was shut in his room AND Finn's food bowl was right outside the door. I did try feeding them side by side, and Finn just sniffed at his food and walked away.

Fortunately, my vet is wonderful, and wants to make sure that Finn is doing okay.

My three cats prefer to eat with a few feet separating them. Unless it's tuna; they'll eat tuna practically out of the same bowl. Priorities, man. They're happiest, it seems, if they feel like no one can see them while they eat. Under the dining room chairs is perfect, according to them.

Trudy, you're NYC based, so call the Doctors Without Borders and see if they could use it or know any org or anyone who could use it.

They're happiest, it seems, if they feel like no one can see them while they eat.

They're excellent predators but small, so they do feel safest eating in safety.

So over being sick. Having to oxygenate my blood is tedious. And apparently not as automatic as one would hope.

Ugh Cass, that doesn't sound fun

I miss being a highly functional adult. I can't wait to get all my brain back but I'm worried it's just gone.

Yeppers. Right there with you. I have been very much having a week/month of realizing a lot of time is just gone and there is no getting stuff back.

Today's parental failure -- after a morning that felt like it was all win -- was realizing that we sent Frances off to a field trip on a sailing boat without slathering her in sunblock. Argh! She's gonna come back with a sunburn. Even though she has sunblock in her backpack, we assume that she's not going to remember it's there and use it.

I miss being a highly functional adult.

Yeah, what was that like? I miss it. I hope Frances somehow remembers her sunblock.

I have been very much having a week/month of realizing a lot of time is just gone and there is no getting stuff back.

Seriously, stuff happens and it feels like it wasn't supposed to happen for months. Except maybe it's been months? Sick twice since NYD doesn't help but sheesh.

I just had to talk myself into making another piece of toast since I ate the first one five hours ago. Toast made with homemade honey wheat bread from my Mom and ripe avocado to smash onto it. I hope by tomorrow food seems more interesting. And breathing. I'll take breathing first actually.

The bad thing about not breathing well is, the less well you do it, the less you're often motivated to do it.

Keep breathing. As the Zen Judaism koan goes, "Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Forget this and attaining enlightenment will be the least of your problems."

I swear, somebody keeps turning down the damn thermostat and turning up the rpms on day length. Increment by increment, things approach and fly past faster than they used to. I wish I could locate the speed control, frankly. I'd like to devote a few extra seconds, here and there.