Emotions are exhausting
I'm such a pussy. We took Archie to the vet today. He cottoned on that something was afoot when he spotted me cutting up an old blanket - I put it in the carrier to make him more comfortable. mr_pugh tried to scoop him up for the box and Archie tore him open in several places trying to leap to freedom. The poor bastard. He howled in pain (mr_pugh , not Archie) but never took it personally or resented Archie. He's awesome that way. The guy apologized to me for getting blood on my arm. Dude, considering the things we've done to one another over the years I'm not squicked by a bit of blood. Archie resisted going into the box, and I felt like the worst person ever.
The good news is that the pills he's on have made the heart murmur go away. Also, he's not having any side effects that we can discern. His heart rate and blood pressure are good. He's still energetic and happy. He'll stay on the pills for another six months and get checked again. He was so friendly once we brought him home. I think that's cat for "please don't take me out of the house again."
Of course the whole ordeal left me emotionally wiped. It didn't help that i spent an hour on the phone with the student loan people first thing this morning. The first person I spoke with was exceptionally condescending yet lacked the ability to follow what I was saying. Very frustrating. It makes me enjoy the ending of Fight Club even more.
I've spent my day just kind of drifting, mentally. I've worked on some fiction and done a bit on my AAR paper and cooked some food, but in general I feel like I've been a useless lump. I am enjoying watching Hawaii Five-O, which a friend loaned us. The theme song is awesome. Also on the up side are the responses to my latest story post. Apparently my portrayal of PTSD was well-received. That rocks.
Several massive expenses this month have left me in the financial hole, but I'm optimistic about getting back out. I have extra shifts coming up in August. And the expenses (like my flight to Atlanta for the AAR conference, the vet bills, student loan payments, pride, and fathers day) were things I see as necessary. My package to dad should be arriving tomorrow. I've also got to check in with mom. Her partner had a stroke.
And speaking of August, I have a birthday coming up then. I'm hoping to go to Cherry Bomb on the 21st, maybe seeing some movies at the Bloor or the Underground, and aiming to put together a gathering of friends at C'est What for social drinking.
The good news is that the pills he's on have made the heart murmur go away. Also, he's not having any side effects that we can discern. His heart rate and blood pressure are good. He's still energetic and happy. He'll stay on the pills for another six months and get checked again. He was so friendly once we brought him home. I think that's cat for "please don't take me out of the house again."
Of course the whole ordeal left me emotionally wiped. It didn't help that i spent an hour on the phone with the student loan people first thing this morning. The first person I spoke with was exceptionally condescending yet lacked the ability to follow what I was saying. Very frustrating. It makes me enjoy the ending of Fight Club even more.
I've spent my day just kind of drifting, mentally. I've worked on some fiction and done a bit on my AAR paper and cooked some food, but in general I feel like I've been a useless lump. I am enjoying watching Hawaii Five-O, which a friend loaned us. The theme song is awesome. Also on the up side are the responses to my latest story post. Apparently my portrayal of PTSD was well-received. That rocks.
Several massive expenses this month have left me in the financial hole, but I'm optimistic about getting back out. I have extra shifts coming up in August. And the expenses (like my flight to Atlanta for the AAR conference, the vet bills, student loan payments, pride, and fathers day) were things I see as necessary. My package to dad should be arriving tomorrow. I've also got to check in with mom. Her partner had a stroke.
And speaking of August, I have a birthday coming up then. I'm hoping to go to Cherry Bomb on the 21st, maybe seeing some movies at the Bloor or the Underground, and aiming to put together a gathering of friends at C'est What for social drinking.