my cuzz sent me this…
Powerful Woman’s Motto:
Live your life in such a way that
when your feet hit the floor in the morning,
Satan shudders & says…
“Oh shit….she’s awake!!”
this was the first thing i read this morning. i think i’m set for a goooooood day of my own making.
*grin*
Last night, I went to the Chris Smither concert at the Sellersville Theatre with brni. Most of the songs were well known by the most polite and friendly audience I’ve ever been a part of. However, we were treated to some new songs that he said he “needed to learn” before he goes in the studio on Monday.
*heh*
If this was practice, well, I can’t begin to imagine how good he’ll be when he finally gets them down.
The man just gets better and better.
She’s home! Despite her severe gastroenteritis and pneumonia, the Dr. felt she was well enough to come home.
So, we have a schedule that goes every 2 hrs starting at 6am and ending at midnight, alternating 4 medicines, special food, makeshift steam-room in the shower and coupage 3 or 4 times a day to get her to cough. Poor dear is still so sick, tired and worn out. She doesn’t want to get up to drink, so I’ve been giving her syringes of water every hour or so.
Brni has to go back to VA tomorrow, so we’ll be on our own. This is not so different than when I nursed my babies through croup….just more fur.
No matter, I’m just thrilled she’s home.
Loki got sick in the middle of the night and continued to get worse through the day. She kept throwing up and couldn’t manage to do her business, so I feared a blockage of some kind. My neighbor’s daughter was visiting her mom, so I asked her to come and check Loki out (she’s a vet). She agreed that it looked like some sort of blockage or possibly pancreatitis, and recommended that she be seen by her vet or go to the hospital. Being Sunday, I had to take her to the emergency vet hospital.
They did xrays, blood tests, etc. and put her on IV fluids because she was dehydrated from all the vomiting. My poor baby is spending the night in the hospital. She’ll have an ultrasound tomorrow in hopes of pinpointing what the problem is.
Of course, Brni is in VA, so I’m alone with worry tonight. I’ve only spent maybe 7 or 8 nights without Loki in the eight years we’ve had her. She sleeps with us at night, and when Brni is out of town, she keeps me warm.
I feel very alone.
i love manuals. i read them. and so does this guy…
“Some passengers screamed, others tucked their heads between their knees, and several prayed over and over, “Lord, forgive me for my sins.” But a man named Josh who was sitting in the exit row did exactly what everyone is supposed to but few ever do: He pulled out the safety card and read the instructions on how to open the exit door.”
from After the Splash, Heroics and Comedy
By MICHAEL WILSON and RUSS BUETTNER, New York Times
It’s 11 degrees up from a low of 8. Not going anywhere today if I can help it.
Croneswood Art 