Thursday, February 12, 2009

So much has been going on lately that I've been kinda MIA. Let's review the highlights of my last few weeks:

1. Found out best friend is moving to Arizona. Not in a few months but in 1 month. So we're all getting together as much as possible before the move.

2. Work, work, work, work, work.

3. I contracted some stomach virus that rendered me pretty useless for 5 days.

4. Try to play catch up for the 3 days I missed from work so of course more work, work, work on top of my usual work, work, work.

5. Taylor catches a "cold"

6. Taylor gets better. Leroy catches a "cold"

7. Leroy gets better. Grace catches a "cold"

8. work. rinse. repeat.

9. Grace is extremely sick and getting no better. Vet diagnoses her with a respiratory infection.

10. end up with a billion scratches from trying to put ointment in Grace's eyes and liquid antibiotics down her throat.

11. 3 days of antibiotics including an initial antibiotic shot AND steroid shot from vet and Grace is still very sick.

12. even more scratches from Grace.

13. Someone gets ahold of my debit card number and fraudulent charges begin appearing on account.

14. Fight with Regions. Rinse. repeat.

15. Grace is referred to an internal medicine vet.

16. Add 3 more scratches to the tally.

17. More fraudulent charges and fights with Regions.

18. cancel debit card.

19. Grace goes to specialist. She's examined and xrayed. Diagnosed with either what the vet calls "herpes" or "chlamydia." R and I are so tired (from worrying and not sleeping because we're constantly checking on Grace) we immediately become hysterical with laughter (after we found out it's easily treatable) and begin making inappropriate jokes about naughty uncles and such. Find out vet has no sense of humor.

20. R and I argue about who is going to google feline herpes and feline chlamydia at lunch.

It's been an eventful couple of weeks and a lot of this stuff is still up in the air. So things might stay sporadic around here for a while until things settle down. Or you know until I finally overcome that pesky need for sleep.


Syd said...

Good grief!! I hope the babies are all okay.

Hang in there, honey.