Best thoughts to your nephew, Cindy.
Yay for Dana's husband's vax appt!
I should buy that cat bag. That looks HILARIOUS.
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Best thoughts to your nephew, Cindy.
Yay for Dana's husband's vax appt!
I should buy that cat bag. That looks HILARIOUS.
So sorry to hear about your nephew, Cindy.
I think the array of gingers will help his tummy and his spirits.
Cindy, I also found that ginger ale helped - until the chemo changed my taste perception, and ginger ale stopped tasting of ginger and started tasting simultaneously sour and bitter.
I have no idea why the taste of ginger ale changed yet the taste of the ginger candies didn't.
I think it varies both by the individual and the type of chemo involved. So it might not happen to your nephew at all.
I have about a month to go, then I can expect my taste perception to return to normal.
Cindy, my sympathy. For what it's worth, my boss had ... a form of leukemia, I think; later he developed cancer. Got treatment for everything and is doing very well now.
HA, I kept at it, and now Husband and I both have vaccine appointments tomorrow morning.
chris, I don't know if you're eligible yet, but HEB's site is the best I've seen in terms of clearly stating how many vaccines they have available at each location. We're having to drive an hour to get to one, but there are several around San Antonio that had availability.
I suspect every one of those people who used the cat bag were murdered in their sleep after the photo was taken.
"Detective, the last thing she posted to her social media before that lethal fall down the stairs was about Mittens being calm and quiet. Looks like it was just an accident."
Cindy, I am sure the love will mean as much, well likely more, than the gifts. I hope his treatment goes much better than anticipated.
I suspect every one of those people who used the cat bag were murdered in their sleep after the photo was taken.
In order to trim Murderbiscuit's claws, we have to drug him with gabapentin, wait 3 hours for him to hit maximum stoned, and then I burrito (or, if you will, PURRito) him in a towel and take 1 paw out at a time while Tim trims his claws as quickly as possible.
Before the vet gave us gabapentin, he was an unholy terror at claw-trimming time. When he's stoned, he's tolerable. The best times of the year are his twice-yearly vet checkups, when I happily pay them $14 to trim his claws. One of those visits is a dental cleaning, where he's under anesthesia, and the vets love that visit, because Murderbiscuit being unconscious makes trimming his claws a snap. (Side note: NEXT WEEK, woo hoo!)
Anyway, YES, if we put him in that bag, we would be murdered immediately afterward. He wouldn't even wait until we were asleep.