Back pain back pain back pain backpain backpain backpain NNNGGHH ( Read more... )

Last night... I dreamed that we went to the shelter and adopted a young cat - a kitten, really, a domestic shorthair tabby - and the gender didn't matter, but the name meant "Life" or "World" or anything magical ( Read more... )

Since I am still in shock, I feel like I'm moving through the Kubler-Ross stages of grief completely out of order. I've accepted that Rose is dead and I am deeply depressed. While I held her waiting for Adam, I knew she was dying and I was already angry and bargaining. When the vet said she was critical, I accepted and realized she was probably ( Read more... )

I'm too much in shock and too tired, so I am copying from Facebook ( Read more... )

A song for Rose kitten ( Read more... )

I woke up flanked by cats, my body feeling as though it had been run over by an elephant. Fibromyalgia and cerebral palsy tag team. Woo hoo.

I was moved by this comment. Putting aside any "racebending" issues, putting aside anything other than "Damn, this movie sucks," I'll just say that M. Night Shyamalan made a terrible movie and is acting smug ( Read more... )

Fibromyalgia flare-up again. Sciatica flare-up again. Tension headache again. I was doing so well ( Read more... )

A surprisingly tender moment between Luna and Rose became something intriguing ( Read more... )

Of course it did not last ( Read more... )

So, I have a kitten sitting upright in my lap, watching me type. I swear she was purring during that Jack Black video ( Read more... )