right then..
So I am still sick. Today begins my third round of antibiotics (sinus infection is DEEP in my sinuses. Uhh...at this rate I am starting to think it is in my brain or something. I mean, really! How deep can it be?)
I have confidence in my Z-pak. If it fails...we are gonna chase this bitch to the end of the earth if I must.
I was taking my Levaquin in the late evening/night since it said not to take it with multivitamins (gotta love those quirky "don't take this with..." warnings. Some of them are hilarious.)
In the evenings, I also take my second dose of Fish Oil. On this particular night, since I as finishing my Levaquin and about to start another round, the doc had mercy on me and gave me diflucan.
There is just something REALLY weird and not right about taking Diflucan and Fish Oil together.
AH HA! There was much squeeing at Christmas. I got a notebook thingy that is baby pink. MWAHAHAHA! Of course you cannot play Evony on it unless you have a magnifying glass. Time for me to channel the muse and get my lazy fingers writing again :D SQUEE!
In other news, the puppies are almost big enough to find a new home. They are now at the whining/bugging their mama stage.
Gerhardt is also growing lumps by his shoulder blade. I hear the updates every day. They do not hurt him. To have them cut out won't be as devastating as the pathology bill and if it is something, it isn't like we are going to do chemotherapy or radiation on the little booger. I keep trying to tell them to hush and just watch him for signs that something is wrong or he is in pain. Other than that, enjoy him. The vet never thought we would get this far with the possibility of feline AIDS/Leukemia that the strays were infected with (which is why we have been quarantined for felines since Belle's death).
So there...I am not borrowing trouble. He is having fun watching the puppies bounce and prance -though the watching does tend to look more like he is plotting an ambush with the way he crouches and flicks his tail, but so far he has not acted on his impulses. ;)
I have confidence in my Z-pak. If it fails...we are gonna chase this bitch to the end of the earth if I must.
I was taking my Levaquin in the late evening/night since it said not to take it with multivitamins (gotta love those quirky "don't take this with..." warnings. Some of them are hilarious.)
In the evenings, I also take my second dose of Fish Oil. On this particular night, since I as finishing my Levaquin and about to start another round, the doc had mercy on me and gave me diflucan.
There is just something REALLY weird and not right about taking Diflucan and Fish Oil together.
AH HA! There was much squeeing at Christmas. I got a notebook thingy that is baby pink. MWAHAHAHA! Of course you cannot play Evony on it unless you have a magnifying glass. Time for me to channel the muse and get my lazy fingers writing again :D SQUEE!
In other news, the puppies are almost big enough to find a new home. They are now at the whining/bugging their mama stage.
Gerhardt is also growing lumps by his shoulder blade. I hear the updates every day. They do not hurt him. To have them cut out won't be as devastating as the pathology bill and if it is something, it isn't like we are going to do chemotherapy or radiation on the little booger. I keep trying to tell them to hush and just watch him for signs that something is wrong or he is in pain. Other than that, enjoy him. The vet never thought we would get this far with the possibility of feline AIDS/Leukemia that the strays were infected with (which is why we have been quarantined for felines since Belle's death).
So there...I am not borrowing trouble. He is having fun watching the puppies bounce and prance -though the watching does tend to look more like he is plotting an ambush with the way he crouches and flicks his tail, but so far he has not acted on his impulses. ;)