Whew, I’m glad things are getting better Kron. Fingers crossed for continued improvement.
2020 is the worst.
Thanks, all! I did order some new socks and underwear and t-shirts, should be here in a couple of hours.
Ryal (my daughter) is getting better, just not fast enough to make her happy. But, for the first time, she just got up out of bed to use the bathroom under her own power. So things are definitely getting better, and looking at her test results, her bilirubin numbers are dropping for the first time since getting here.
I will start a new thread here in just a bit!
so glad to read things are getting better. hopefully a shower and change of clothes will help you feel a bit better.
This is, indeed, good news.
When my Other Shoe was in the I.C.U. a nurse wryly pointed out that when patients start complaining about the T.V. and want to change channels, that is a Very Good Sign for their progress.
Thanks, Shoe, we try.
Back to the cat rants:
Samantha’s diarrhea started up again. The vet gave–well traded me for $20–some more probiotic capsules. This time I’m mixing the powder with tuna juice which Miss Prissy Pants adores so she’s taking her medicine with no complaint. It’s working…slowly. Fortunately this time she’s only missing the box in the bathroom which is tiled so I don’t have to drag the carpet shampooer upstairs again to clean up the carpet.
I do need to drag it upstairs again, but that’s because the moron who built this house put down cream-colored carpet up here and we can’t afford to get it replaced.
Oh, no! What a poopy thing to do Samatha! I stand by my advice to give her some pumpkin. Another poster gave a link to (I think) PetSmart for pouches at a horribly marked up price. I’d never buy it for a pie due to the cost, but wouldn’t hesitate to grab some for a poopy cat.
Our furry money pit has been doing pretty well. He was a stray who convinced me that he should be a house cat. Once he came in, he never looked back and has been sucking it up ever since. He has no interest in doors, has never once tried to get out since he came in.
He also hasn’t figured out the trick of pushing or pulling a door open. Which means if someone accidentally pulls the closet door almost closed while he is in there, he will just sit there and look out the open crack of the door until he has to pee, then he starts whining loud enough that one of us will rescue him.
She won’t touch pumpkin. The only things Samantha will eat are dry cat food and tuna juice. Not the tuna itself, just the water from the can. I’d be better off putting the pumpkin in a pie and eating it myself.
Well, darn. I’ve never had a cat eat it alone, I always mix it in their wet food.
Does she have a fountain? Cats who only eat kibble often don’t drink enough water, which can make bad things happen which oddly enough includes runny poops.
But at least she is taking her meds without you having to hold her down.
We’re pretty sure that Amadeus had parents who were brother and sister. We explained to the vet that she wasn’t very bright, which he pooh-poohed. He put her down on the floor (don’t remember why after all these years), and she tried to escape the room. Unfortunately for her, she went to the hinge-side of the 3/4 open door and cried when she couldn’t fit through the crack. The vet sighed, picked her up, and gave her some scritches.
Because our furry money pit is on daily meds, we put drugs in his dinner and feed him in a different room from the other furry jerks, which requires opening a door inward. We have to put a foot in front of the door to stop him from getting his head jammed between the door and washing machine. Every single day for 2 and a half years so far.
Other than his door issues, he’s a fairly smart appearing cat. Probably because he actually responds to his name and comes when called. The other 2 boneheads also come running when we call his name, so maybe we are just saying “TREATS NOW!”
I wound up getting each of my cats an automatic feeder that is triggered by a tag on their collars. Now I can feed them each their own food in the same room, and they can’t eat each other’s food.
The peace has been amazing.
I gotta say, I am really not looking forward to the end of Daylight time this year. I think the SAD will be BAD this winter.
Agree. I’m already in a Bad/SAD place…
I recommend being retired. Change to Standard Time doesn’t bother me in the least. So it gets darker earlier than ever? Fine. I’ll either be napping or drunk. 
Samantha update: I took her poop to the vet and her bacterial infection’s come back. She’s getting another round of Drool Meds & Slime (antibiotics and probiotics) and then I’ll go back to giving her the probiotic powder in tuna juice. She is not happy that she’s back on Drool Meds & Slime. Tough, I’m not happy I’ve had to clean diarrhea off the bathroom floor for the last four days.
Being retired and in a state where “we don’t need no stinkin’ DST” is optimal. We had to deal with the time change when we lived in CA and the kitty whining was the absolute worse.
Plus, retired. Driving to work before/during dawn and coming home during/after dusk was horrible.
DARNIT Samantha!!! No more poopy cat!!!
Have you ever offered her some unflavored yogurt? Some cats have issues with dairy products, so if you try it now, go small.
Looting a Walmart in Philly, really helping the community there.
Sophia!
Lol, what the fuck?
Look, kid, love you and all but here’s the thing:
You have 168 hours every week to do your assignments. You don’t have a job, so your time is dedicated to your schooling. Right?
So, lol, you forgot you weren’t in a Texas high school when you told your professor you were sick, begging for extra days to finish your assignment. You forgot this was 2020 when, in your description of your ‘symptoms’ you said ‘Fever, etc’, which match… COVID!
So the professor reported you to the health authorities, you not only are now in quarantine for 10-odd days, you drug your roommates into this as they, too, have to enter quarantine as well.
So, when you called me telling me this, you do NOT get to say ‘I didn’t call for a lecture’ because, as I responded, ‘If you didn’t want a lecture, why’d you call me? If you want empathy for your fuckups, that’s your mom’s job.’
That mouth has always been an issue. You have two weeks to, not only buckle down in school, but also to reflect on things like ‘productivity’, ‘excuses’, ‘lying’, and ‘reading the room’. Hope you spend it well!
I have the tiniest of rants.
I am doing a 6 week challenge at my gym and am on a special diet to help achieve my goals. Basically, you have veggies with every meal, lean protein with every meal and either a carb or a fat depending on which meal it is. It’s not complicated but it is restrictive. So, this morning, I thought it might be fun to make a challenge approved smoothie for breakfast. My protein was nonfat plain greek yogurt, my carb was frozen strawberries and my veg was spinach. Now, I put spinach in smoothies all the dang time. But I also usually put bananas in smoothies. Since bananas are challenge approved, I skipped it this time.
And boy did I regret it. I made a tangy, bitter, grassy smoothie. Which I choked down because I didn’t have time to prepare any other breakfast. 0/10, would not recommend.