Monday, April 29, 2019
My back aches. On the left. It's from the right that my spinal stenosis emanates, so this is something else. Dr. Google seems to indicate it's my old friend, the kidney stone. It makes sense, I suppose. I was guiltily aware during my trip to California -- 6 days, including travel -- that I wasn't "pushing water," as my GP suggests I do every day. It's just that between 4-hour flights and all those movies, I didn't want all the bathroom time that goes with "pushing water."
Oh well. I have two meetings today that I can't miss. And I don't know that staying home would make me feel any better, anyway. As I understand it from last year's battle, I just have to let it run its course. My friends at CVS just so happened to send me a coupon for $2 Extra Strength Execedrin.
I know it's silly to believe that I brought this upon myself with Friday's mental health day. But I think this might be a case of what Snarkypants lives by, a kind of pre-knowing. Perhaps on Friday, when I was consciously still feeling fine, my body was already sending almost imperceptible messages to my brain about the discomfort to come.
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Looking into my Connie Cat's bright eyes.
She came from a hoarder situation and was in difficult shape when I adopted her. A young life of nothing but a bad diet and minimal care had taken its toll. Her gums were mushy and eyes were cloudy and light sensitive. She was afraid to be held.
It's taken some effort on the part of me and the vet, but her eyes are clear and her breath isn't as bad and her appetite is good. Best of all, she crawls into my arm and purrs and purrs. She loves to play with Reynaldo. I have given her a happy life. Whenever I consider that, I am happy.