Yeah, that Onion story is no fiction.

Ow, the Onion. Ow.

Went to a psychiatrist for the first time in years this afternoon. I was looking to get something for anxiety. This psychiatrist is actually in the pain clinic, so she's putting me on Pristiq and referring me both for a pain consult and to the sleep clinic. Which, yay, but also exhausting to think about. I have to see if insurance will cover either or both.

And now I'm at the vet, who has confirmed that Xusha is now blind from hypertension associated with renal failure (already knew about the kidneys).

I haven't really had lunch yet; I'm thinking takeout or delivery may be in order for this evening. I'm emotionally exhausted from the combo.

And I see I've used the word exhausted twice. Too bad I don't have tv and can't watch new Agent Carter tonight. It's okay, I have many other options.

My insurance company is very leery about covering sleep studies. Good luck to you.

And now I'm at the vet, who has confirmed that Xusha is now blind from hypertension associated with renal failure (already knew about the kidneys).

Oh, sweet Xusha. Also, poor smonster. Sorry for all the stuff.

What a tough day, smonster. Best purr vibes to Xusha.

Sorry, smonster. Fingers crossed for good outcome re: pain and sleep. Gentle snuggles and best wishes to Xusha.

My quick trip to the grocery store turned into two hours worth of errands and boy it's cold. Got home worn out and remembered I hadn't eaten all day. Now I'm picking at a salad and staring at the toothy maw of work not yet done. Salad's not gonna do it, I'm afraid. This job calls for tuna noodle casserole.

I'm sorry, smonster. ~ma to you and to Xusha. I hope your insurance cooperates with what the doctor thinks you need.

I don't think I actually had a chance to post this weird observation I had about being a disabled mommy, but forgive me if I'm repetitive. I realized the other day that I have only ever put shoes on myself over my hard leg braces, which is much different then trying to get shoes onto squirmy soft little baby feet. Not good or bad, just a weird little observation I made.

sj, squirmy baby feet are a challenge to anyone.

It's like, I had myself convinced that I was handling everything okay and managing my various conditions, and someone saying with compassion, "no, you have things happening that we need to look at" pulled at the thread that was holding me together. Xusha was the cherry on top. Looking at pilling her twice a day: once for acid reflux, once for hypertension. Wish me luck! She's handling the blindness well, kitties can. But damn, it happened fast. And I didn't notice until it had already happened, which is apparently common.

It's a bad pain day, too. But I got sushi delivered and I think it's shower, muscle relaxant, and bed early for me.

I'm sorry about Xusha and the other stuff, smonster.

sj, squirmy baby feet are a challenge to anyone.

Oh, I know. It's just I realize I have no idea how to pull up shoes over a soft heel. It never feels like it's completely in the shoe.