My cat Joey was so low energy, so slow moving that I was afraid he might not make it through the night. He didn't seem to be in any pain. He just didn't seem to he himself.
He was a bit better in the morning. He's only on Day 3 of his antibiotics, with ten more days to go, so I guess this isn't unexpected. But it worried me. And I was worried about him all day.
Imagine my joy when I got home this evening and the old boy greeted me at the door. His appetite is good, though he doesn't want treats. He is affectionate, though he has a hard time leaping up on the furniture when he wants a cuddle.
As my vet told me, the important thing is that we "knock out" that kidney infection. If the amoxicillin makes him feel a little crappy before it makes him feel better, so be it.
I just wish the path to feeling better was smoother.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Monday, November 10, 2014
Gratitude Challenge -- Day 10
"Every day for 30 days, celebrate what you're grateful for, corresponding to the theme of the day."
I require alone time. I know this comes as a surprise to people who know me casually, because when I'm out and about in public among the masses I can be a chatterbox. But I need peace and quiet to recharge, to feel refreshed and sharp and ready to face the world.
That's why I'm grateful I live alone.
Day #10 -- Quiet
I require alone time. I know this comes as a surprise to people who know me casually, because when I'm out and about in public among the masses I can be a chatterbox. But I need peace and quiet to recharge, to feel refreshed and sharp and ready to face the world.
That's why I'm grateful I live alone.
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