Busy and Tired…

Friday I freaked out at the mall because in the middle of the whole trip I lost my wallet. Other than that, Friday was uneventful other than getting haircuts. The weekend is a blur.

Monday I saw an orthopedic doctor about my wrist. It isn’t Carpal Tunnel Syndrome from what we can tell, so I’m relieved. I cannot remember or even recall knowing at the time as to what the problem was. Perhaps it was not clearly decided. Anyway, the brace-thing is still in use and seems to help. We will see him again in a month to see how it is then.

Tuesday and Wednesday are more or less a blur to me at the moment.

Valentine’s Day I saw a Neurologist. Ha!

Friday is a blur really.

Saturday my parents went off to get a black lab. They named him Augustus McCrae.

Sunday was pretty normal as far as I was concerned. My parents however received little to no sleep due to the new pup. He was whining all through the night apparently. My sister decided to come down as well to see the dog, spend time and eat dinner with us.

Monday was pretty much the usual. Tuesday was pretty normal as well other than that my mom left home aroundnoonto go to the town where a seminar was being held. Due to that my dad and I took my cat to the vet for his treatment.

Wednesday was a day of worry for me. When I got up that morning I couldn’t find my cat. I looked all over the house for him but couldn’t find him. I started getting a panic attack even.

Cats being notorious for being able to hide in the seemingly most impossible places, I gave up and hoped he’d be out and about later. Later came in a few hours and I still couldn’t find him. I searched everywhere again and checked the blinds. In such pursuit, I found him under my parent’s headboard. The bed’s headboard is a bookcase and has a hollow area inside it. I tried to get him out, but unless he decided to, I couldn’t get him out. Therefore I pulled the king size mattress as much as I could and got to him through that.

I was freaking out by then and kept telling him I wasn’t going to let him be alone like that. Animals go off to be alone when they are dying. I wasn’t going to let him be alone. So I stayed with him all afternoon. He wouldn’t eat though. I tried with wet food and dry food. It was a no go. He wasn’t even interested in water.

My dad came home around five as usual and we tried to get him to eat again. No luck. Later on my mom came back home around six or so. We told her all about how he was doing and she tried to get him to eat or drink. He eventually consented to drinking some water. I stayed with him still most of the time after until my parents went to bed.

Exhausted despite sleeping most of the afternoon and evening, I collapsed on my bed. I woke up around twelve. My chest was still hurting so I relented to taking what my mom dubs as “chill pills”. I can’t really remember the rest of the night. I was up untilfour thirtythough. I woke up again around nine. I checked on my cat. He is doing better today. He was actually hungry much to my relief.

The day was pretty much normal. I slept a good amount of it due to the emotional exhaustion from yesterday still affecting my body physically. I managed to get some of my chores done, but I was pretty much a zombie in truth. I took a nap from aroundnoonuntilfour thirty. My mom popped in and we took my cat to the vet. He got his treatment and during such my mom was learning how to do it for him. So, that was handled and from now on he will be getting his fluids at home. I kept myself awake the rest of the evening and it went on pretty much as usual as well. It is nine.

I’m still pretty out of it even now. Shame. I’ve been wanting to do some things but am too tired to focus. Oh well. Emotional drainage… It has been a while.


Wrists and Cats…

Mom liked her birthday gifts. She went to a seminar on Asperger’s on Thursday and spent time with my sister.
My sis’ has been having trouble as of late in terms of testing. She wants to get into a grad school. She has always had major test anxieties. As of late it has gotten to the point that she had a panic attack in the middle of one. My mom thinks she has ADHD or something… maybe it was just ADD? Sis’ is against seeing a doctor to test for it. If she did end up with such a diagnosis it wouldn’t do well for the job field she is pursuing to have such a thing on her records. Then there is the case of her lack of health insurance…
Um… the weekend went pretty normal. Eh… I got a brace/cast-like thing to support my wrist Saturday as my mom and I did some errands. It seems to be helping while being irritating at the same time. In any case, I feel sorry for people stuck in casts. They do not have the fortune to undo the thing to relieve the heat or the discomfort.
Sunday I was out most of the day for some reason. I rarely got anything done in regards to chores. In a later attempt to keep myself awake I watched a movie, but was soon out of it once it was finished. I did wake for the last time around ten that night. I did some chores and then worked on coloring a picture on the computer for hours on end until my wrists were becoming tired and my head was hurting. I slept for a while, woke up, saw my parents and did some more chores. After they left I got in my shower and spent time with my cat. I’m a sucker for him. After that I did a few more chores, retreated to my room and finished the rest of the picture.
By the end of Monday my mom pops in earlier than usual. She made an appointment to get my cat checked on. They ran blood tests and he is worse than before. We cried, “What are we doing wrong?!” The doctor says we are doing what we can. It isn’t us. My cat’s kidneys are what is doing wrong. Sigh. I found out what those levels were. BUN. His blood urea nitrogen levels should be at 35 at least. Nope… they are at 81 now. Sigh. To help flush out his kidneys the doc tuck him up to an IV and let 5 cc of some sort of fluid enter his body.
He lost a bit of weight too. The doc gave us another sort of prescription food on him. He took to it well. He was chomping down on it when we got home. Despite he took breaks in between, he ate all the serving we gave him… he rarely does that. Sigh… The result now is that… my cat has just months at best now.
Tuesday was just another day other than that I made some sort of inventory/record/list thing. My mom came home around 4:50 and we checked my cat in for another IV treatment. We got some more of the wet food he tried out the day before as well. Once done, we headed for home. Again, the rest is just as usual.
Wednesday was pretty much the usual. Again, around five he was at the vet to get some fluids. I paid for the services for the week, but found the woman apparently did not understand what my mom told her, so I simply paid for that day and my brother’s bag of cat food despite my mom had already aid for said cat food… Oh-kay… We of course intend to look into that again when we have the time.
Anyway, it is now Thursday, slightly after two. The day again has been the usual. Tomorrow shall not be, however. Why? Haircut Day. Pretty much that means I’m gone most of the day.