Monday, November 10, 2014
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.
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.