It’s Monday. That was the first problem. I was sick all weekend and this morning I couldn’t drag my butt out of bed. Thus, no meds until tomorrow. This morning I stepped in cat puke on the way to the bathroom. Great. I think I got a bad bag of food because neither Gidgette or Ivory will eat it. I came home and there was poor Gidgette dry heaving and finally bringing up a bit of water. Put dinner in fridge. Put cat in carrier. Put shoes back on. And turn right around (the vet is in the same building I work in). Three sticks to get enough blood while I’m trying to hold up an 11 pound cat up. My arms were shaking, I was upset. Blah blah blah. Some abnormalities mainly due to not eating. So I have to wait 3 hours before I can give her her medicine which means I’ll be up late.
Now I’m in no mood for diner. I’m cold and I’m tired and I hurt like hell. All this started happening when I changed their food (my vet doesn’t carry the kind they ate before).
Hopefully I’ll get some sleep tonight.