One of my kids used to get the real deal migraines. These are more of a nuisance, but they do tire me out.
Speaking of weather (were we?), Portland is headed for its first 90 degree day next week. We don’t usually see that sort of temps until July sometime.
I heard something on the radio about highs near 80 next week. Y’all, I moved to Michigan to get away from the heat and humidity, and it’s following me like smoke at a campfire.
Kinda armit-y outside today, but I consulted the oracles repeatedly, and teh googlez insist there’s minimal chance of rain today. Coulda fooled the fuck outta me, the sky is dark and full of [del]terrors[/del] stormclouds.
The vet insisted that Pretzel doesn’t have mouth rot, but conceded swelling around her jaw and thinks she knocked it out of alignment. (Snakes occasionally misjudge and bonk themselves while striking their food - much the way you and I stub our toe on the way to the kitchen for a snack in the middle of the night, or those other idjits on the roads misjudge if they’ve got space to make that left across traffic.)
I still think her skin looks darker than usual all around her edges of her mouth and that she’s not closing it all the way, so I frankly I still haz a sceptical, but if she really doesn’t have some fungal infection or scale rot I’ll be very grateful to be wrong.
There’s some wounds on her tail, too, because I was a dumbass and left her last attempted meal in too long. That has never happened before, ever, and I feel awful about that, especially since it’s such a stupid rookie mistake.
Vet sent us home with some topical ointment for her tail gouges, pain meds for the jaw, and a warning that she might not be in a great mood after getting her mouth gently winched open with a popsicle stick.
They asked if I’d ever given Rx to a reptile before. I laughed, and said no, but that I had for both cats and ferrets & that I could probably figure it out. It’s a squirty-liquid, which is good because I’m not entirely certain I want to pill a snake!
I’ll give her a warm bath first, though, because they recommended it and because the poor creature hasn’t been manhandled enough today yet. For now, she’s chilling in the plastic sweater tub I use as her travel container - or possibly, trying to pop it open again, and don’t for one moment think snakes don’t learn things like “this worked last time, so imma keep trying.”
While that image is in your brain, I want to share a tidbit I picked up from the herp community: cobras are commonly described as intelligent and alert, and are known to watch how their keepers open the enclosure and then pay special attention to the latch area later.
I think that’s pretty cool for an animal with essentially zero cerebral cortex.
The quest for pain meds continues. Dr’s office just called back - they’ve sent yet another prescription to CVS and I’ll have to call them in about 20 minutes to see if they’ve filled it. That’ll leave one last chance to get something for him - a weekend of Tylenol just won’t cut it.
I’m feeling burnt out. At least my poor sweetie is getting some rest.
Home from my two hours of irk, dog walked, me fed and now tis nap time. Happy Firday everyone!
Happy Friday! It’s sunny and cool here, and there’s a very happy puppy barking in the dog park.
I don’t think I want to know what this means.
SUCCESS!!! I’ll probably go back in the morning to pick up his meds. WHEW!
happy medicine dancie for FCM and FCD
~VOW
Excellent meatloaf for supper - it’s the one that was made with the packet of onion soup mix. Very yum!
As soon as the dishes are done, I’m going to veg. The pharmacy opens at 9 in the morning, so that’s my first agenda item tomorrow. Here’s hoping I get sleep tonight.
Howdy Y’all! Mowage of the back forty over to the church house got accomplished this afternoon. Five of us showed up and everything got done in just over two hours, so go us! I came home, showered, and had a beer whilst OYKW went to retrieve the majik intartoobz pizza, which then got consumed along with sallit (to make it healthy). We had a pea sized hail storm an hour ago and are now under a SEVERE THUNDERSTORM WARNING until seven-thirty. We shall see. All the rain we’ve had this week has made the yahd shoot up so tomorrow may be mowage day at da cave. Or not. We get willy-nilly about this sometimes.
MOOOOOOM yay for success with FCD’s pain meds. Not a fan of 'em but when they are needed, they are needed.
shoe yay for the good news on Pretzel and on the paycheck. Sounds like you got a good gig goin’ there.
Now I shall pop a beerverage and sit out on the back porch to see if a storm come up. I like doin’ that. I’m weird. Y’all already knew that though. 
“Chicken” is my standard nickname for (mostly female, but not always) animals. I’ve been made fun of for it several times and I honestly don’t know where I picked it up, but it stuck.
The funny thing is, more than one animal has gone home and had their name changed to Chicken because someone heard me call them that and thought it was cuter than their actual name.
My girl cat has ended up being Baby-Chicken-Pigeon-Sister recently and my boy is usually Muffin, which tbh is cutesier than most things I would normally say. I think I picked that one up from my former office mate.
Anyway- there’s progress on the lift, but it’s not finished yet. There’s a new door in my kitchen and (part of?) a platform outside and the lift will be off the platform, I guess. So I’ll have a balcony and an elevator because I’m not broken- I’m just fancy.
He hates having to take them, but considering the extent of this surgery, he needs 'em. He was 3 hours late getting his afternoon dose because he took a nap, and he was in agony! I know he’s not faking.
And, on the plus side, the worstest side effect of the opioids seems to be past (pun sorta intended. 
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Dishes are done. I’m about to assume the position.
“Not broken, just fancy!”
Totally cool! I may have to borrow that slogan!
(And here I’ve been telling people my husband found me in the “As-Is” department of Goodwill.)
~VOW
Too posh to perambulate 
Evening all. The rain went away and it was nice this afternoon, but there’s some tunder-boomers in Tennessee (look out, Red) that might sneak down here later this evening. Working through a Big Bowl O’Sallit for dinner, managed not to nap this afternoon so I probably will turn in early.
Yeah for getting the prescription filled, FCM. Hope these work well.
swampy, if you’re in the triangle Macon-Albany-Columbus, ya’ll be careful, the NWS radar looks nasty.
Purp, glad pretzel is in better shape than you thought last night. But medicating a python (Or is pretzel a boa?) is something, even though I like snakes, that is definitely NOT on my Bucket List…
nellie, yep, it means what you think it means…
Cookie, N. Alabama hasn’t seen 90F yet, we usually have by now, but it does show us in the 80’s for the next 8-10 days.
OK, need to finish the sallit, all y’all take care.
Oo, lawd. I’m going to have bad dreams tonight…bad, bad dreams.
Scored beer, coffee, and used meat and was back home before The Purge: Virus Edition stated at 5pm. I took Gordie out for a pre dinner walk, and just as we got to the door, Fluffy and his humans came out. And their cat ran out. So I had to wrestle an insane dog, a bag of poop, and try to get the keys in and out of the lock.
Gordie pees on his foot.:smack: But glad [nb]Pretzel** is OK. And I guess this is true
“Only users lose drugs”
But glad he’s medicated and moved.
dogbutler, definition, please.
What is “used meat?”
~VOW
YAY! for pain meds.
I’m rather annoyed. I bought some cheese from the deli, only the deli isn’t open, they make up packs of lunchmeat and cheese, and put them in a cooler. The sign said american, I got swiss.
I’m not that fond of swiss cheese.
Took a long nap this afternoon. I needed it.
Chiles Relleno
Poblano chiles
1 egg per chile
Shredded cheese, such as Mexican blend
Oil for frying
Broil, or use a blowtorch on, the chiles to char the skin on all sides. Peel the charred skin off. Slit the chiles along the side and clean out the seeds. Separate the eggs, and whip the whites into a merengue. Stir in the yolks. Stuff the peppers with cheese. Dip the stuffed chiles into the egg mixture to cover. Fry in oil.
Serve with sour cream and salsa, and maybe some cheese for garnish.
Meat that is lowered in price because it is about to expire.
The only way I can afford tenderloin.
My MIL used the phrase as does Mrs. Plant (v.3.0)