Good news! We have the pup back--they think pneumonia, not distemper. And Kaylee has a bunch of meds--we will know tomorrow if it was giardia or just something she ate. She's perked up and is starting to get her appetite back, so she's still got some symptoms. Hoping everything is much better by next week.
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Hooray, Pix!
Now just make a big puppy pile and NAP! I imagine you all need it.
Steph, yes. I don't have high hopes.
I don't really know anything about gabapentin for anxiety, but I can google it.
omg weekend YAY!
tomorrow I get highlights for the first time ever (mid length hair driving me crazy, so hoping this distracts me from wanting to cut it all off). I also want to get some shit done, but it is gonna be like 102, so I bet I just sit.
I think I might go see this [link] one night this weekend. Tomorrow might be best. Friend of mine wrote parts of it and *may* be one of the performers in any given show. I've gone to previous ones- they're hilarious and random.
Yay puppies!!!!
My mother is going in for surgery on her leg on Monday because the dogs knocked her over and tore a ligament off the bone. It should be routine, but she's at the age where I'm seeing every hospital visit as the last breath she'll breathe, what with the diabetes and all. Especially since I don't get news of her hospital visits until weeks after the fact. Some days when I think about it I keep expecting a phone call of "Oh, yeah, that movie was great, btw mom died last week". Because the boys in my immediate family are awesome like that. And also she called to let me know that she made me second on her executor list, or something. Which I'm glad she's gotten her shit together instead of just talking about it, but it makes it more real.
And mom's depression over my older brother's life-fuck-up makes every conversation harder as I try to decipher whether her soft voice is because she's physically ill or just sad over him.
And I need to get over my snit with my older brother (recap: he's living in my old bedroom because he's a lying thieving alcoholic who destroyed his almost-marriage and I haven't liked or loved him since I was a teenager and I've refused to go home and visit because he's there in my bed and I don't want to have to deal with him 24/7) so that I can see her.
That's good news, Pix.
Ack, Julie, that's hard. Just try to focus on the surgery, I guess. If you can get her to ask one of the med staff to call you, might help, I don't know.