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      Monday, July 24, 2017

12:00 PM - 07/24/2017

The topic: Amazed….


When Amazon had their big sale thing earlier this month, I got an Instant  Pot. A pressure cooker. An eight quart pressure cooker. I have an old fashioned pressure cooker, the kind you put on the stove, but I haven't used it in over ten years. I figured this electric pot might be a handy thing to have, being as the weather has been so hot and all. It has lots of settings and can be used for more than just pressure cooking.

I used it for the first time this morning. I was kind of intimidated, but I went for it. A cup of water. A frozen chicken breast, clicked the poultry button and set the time.  I cooked a frozen chicken breast in ten minutes. Cooked to shredded.

DaNiece ate a quarter of it.

I used my new appliance for kitty food. 

I have to see what else I can make besides cooked chicken breasts.


08:54 AM - 07/24/2017

The topic: I don’t do illness well


Whatever started on Saturday, knocked me down yesterday. I don't think I've ever had anything hit me so fast and so hard.

My head hurt so bad, I couldn't stop coughing and my nose just keeps on running. What finally helped for the headache was two Excedrin (which I really try to not take because of my blood pressure). I had a temperature over 101°.

I didn't mind the chills, I welcomed them because it's been so hot all summer, but they didn't last long enough. Then I was burning up.

I used a ton of tissue. Where does it all come from? I would venture to guess I've lost five pounds just blowing my nose.

Not as bad today, I'm tired, a slight headache, lots of coughing and nose blowing. I hope it leaves soon. I have stuff I need to do.

      Saturday, July 22, 2017

mrs. crankypants
04:55 PM - 07/22/2017

The topic: We went shopping yesterday


First we stopped by the doctor's clinic to pick up a prescription for Brian. He waited in the car while I went inside. Lots of moms and kids. Full waiting room.

Then we went to Costco. I turned in the prescription. Found out that Costco has a sort of insurance for customers. I wish we'd known this before. We could have saved a bundle over the years since we bought generic and didn't use our insurance because there were too many rules (the most important one was we could only buy one month's worth at a time for our blood pressure meds; at triple the cost of buying three months' worth at a time). The regular price for his pills is over twelve bucks, it was seven dollars and a nickle.

Anyway, we continued the shopping, got everything we needed, and some that we didn't, came home and unloaded.

Today, for the first time in years, I have a sore throat. It's not a sore throat from being dry, it's a damned sore throat and it's getting worse by the hour.



11:43 AM - 07/22/2017

The topic: A short DaNiece update


She's hanging in there. I don't know what the deal is, but she hasn't had much of an appetite. Last weekend, she ate like a champ.

She's quite fond of scrambled eggs. I was reluctant to give those to her as often as she would eat them, but according to anything I could find on the internet, it was "don't do it!". I asked a friend who is really up on pet nutrition, has been for years, she feeds raw to her crew and they all do nicely. (We got some frozen raw Instinct bites last week, rabbit flavor and chicken flavor and I'm glad there's a refund if the animals don't like it; cats definitely weren't interested.)

Anyway, she said to let her have as much as she wants. And to powder some of the eggshell at least once a week and add a pinch for the calcium.

I'm thinking that maybe part of the lack of appetite is because she's been getting the prescribed dose of her thyroid meds. It hadn't kicked in when she was so hungry last week. I'm going to cut back on those to see if it helps kick it up a notch. As it is, I'm giving her A/D via syringe a couple of times a day. And she does nibble on kibble. And she likes the occassional taste of baby food. I add a probiotic to a small amount of baby food and syringe that into her mouth, making sure she's getting something.

We're still giving her fluids since she's not drinking much. This really bothers me.

Last week. I did some research on a different probiotic and started her on Proviable-DC. Amazingly, it's working! (Maybe the firming of the stools is a reason she's not drinking so much water as she had been, since the food is going through her system much more slowly than it had been, I dunno, the mind goes all over the place during times like this.) Her stools from last night and this morning are almost normal. Not perfect, but more formed than not. They are a weird color because of all the egg.

She's also sleeping a lot. In the morning, she definitely wants her breakfast and she's purring a little more than she had. But she's not out of the woods yet.

So, right now, we're just keeping our fingers crossed that she pulls through.

      Monday, July 17, 2017

07:22 AM - 07/17/2017

The topic: About DaNiece


She's getting better every day. Seriously better. I'm very happy I didn't finish that phone call last Friday (I was put on hold and hung up).

Because she's getting better. Slowly. What did we do?

We kept giving her fluids twice a day (I say "we" because Brian lays on the sofa, we put Neecy on his chest and he pets her and speaks softly to her while I put the needle in and give her the fluids). Friday, I started syringe feeding her Hill's A/D. (Yeah, we always have some on hand, we buy it by the case.)  I started doing this on the kitchen counter.  I did it on my own a couple of times throughout the day, then Brian helped that night. But it was definitely something I could do by myself.

To make feeding easier on both DaNiece and me, I started taking her into my bathroom and shutting the door to keep the vultures at bay. That way, neither of us felt any pressure from them. At first, I wrapped a towel around her and used a clothespin to hold it in place. As those who have syringe fed a reluctant cat can attest to, it's oftentimes a messy job.  Saturday morning, I started to feed her with the syringe then stopped and waited to see what she'd do on her own. She ate.

The big thing that helped her?  I quit giving her her meds. The last time she got any medication was Thursday morning. She didn't get them Thursday night because I just wanted her to sleep. She didn't get them Friday morning because it was a matter of "why bother, if she's going to die?" And I really thought it was the end for her. I really did. Looking back on the past few weeks, she started getting worse when she was getting the medications. They worked for a couple of days, then they didn't. They were making her worse. Was it really the medications? Or was her problem something that meds wouldn't fix? There was one way to find out. Brian said "let's give her the weekend" after the discussion last Friday morning.

If she crashed, we could take her to a local 24 hour clinic to say goodbye. We wouldn't let her suffer.

Since the only place we would see her drinking water was from the fountain on the patio and only when it was running, Brian set it to run all night.

Saturday, she ate two cans of A/D. To make it more lappable, I added a little water and blended it. Poured it into a little glass bowl. But she ate two cans throughout the day.  And she was drinking more and more water at the fountain.

Yesterday, she didn't eat as much and I was a little concerned about what she'd eat when we left. So I scrambled an egg for her and chopped it up so the pieces were very small. She maybe had one can of A/D yesterday, but she ate a little of the special kibble last night and kept it down.

Brian got the scale and weighed her. She's up three ounces from Friday. Yay!

So far this morning, she's eaten a full can of A/D. In less that an hour and a half, she ate an entire can of A/D. She's a hungry girl.

She's grooming. She's talking to us. Last night, for the first time in weeks, she crawled up on me when I was watching television and stretched out.

I think we're getting our little girl back. She's still pretty weak and when she's recuperated more, I'll start giving her the thyroid meds.

Her poop is still not the best, but it's better. As long as she's putting weight back on, I won't concern myself with the pudding like poos she's having. (I was thrilled yesterday when she farted.)

I don't know which of the meds made her crash, the prednisilone or the metronidazole. Or the combination. At this point, it doesn't really matter. What matters is she's getting better. And that's what's important.



      Sunday, July 16, 2017

12:52 PM - 07/16/2017

The topic: What the hell was that all about?


So, we have Disney movie rewards and Regal rewards. Regal is a theater chain. This summer, they had a promotion together, that you see Guardians of the Galaxy, Vol 2, Pirates of the Caribbean Dead Men Tell No Tales, and Cars 3 that you get a bazillion points if you see all three. Well, maybe bazillion isn't the right amount, but if you see all three and use your Regal Crown rewards card, you'll end up with thousands of points. For Disney, you get over a thousand points.

This morning, we finished out the last of the three. We went to see Cars 3. There weren't very many people (we try to catch these as late as possible, since almost anyone who wants to see a movie, has seen it by this point).  Guardians had one other couple, there were a few more than that at Pirates, but not many. This morning had more than the other two put together.

With kids. Brian reminded me "you have to remember what the movie is".  That was okay, kids don't bother me. As long as they aren't major distractions, running up and down the steps or crying their heads off. One family had two boys, probably two and three years old and a baby in a carrier. There were a couple of dads with the kids, mom not present. Mom's day alone! Yay! Uninterrupted housework or just putting her feet up and chillaxing for a couple of hours.

So, the previews start. I fekking start to cry. I don't feel sad. The previews aren't particularly pulling at my heartstrings. Well, the one for Fernando caught my heart. But, I'm sitting there wondering what the hell is going on? Why the tears? No reason. There was absolutely no reason for it.

It stopped after the movie started (after the short, which was really good; and brought more tears). But I sat there trying to figure out why the waterworks. I ended up putting it off to how stressful the past months have been. My back going out, then DaNiece (who is still showing progress). Some sort of emotional release.

So, we're about an hour into the movie when the youngest boy in the row down starts getting antsy. Like toddlers do. Having to sit still for so long has to be tough. Dad did his best, taking the kids to the end of the row and walked up and down the aisle with them. It was at the side, it affected no one's view of the film and gave the kids some movement.

But that just wasn't enough. The little boy started to whine, he cried a little, and he settled down, but ten minutes later, he was back up. He actually walked to the end of the row we were on (we sit on the end so I don't have to crawl over people or chairs when I have to use the restroom), up the steps and I kind of caught his attention and whispered he should go back to his mom and dad. The steps are staggered as for depth and he had legs shorter than mine and I didn't want to see him fall. His dad finally noticed that Junior wasn't sitting by mom. She was watching the movie.

They left shortly after that. I guess the kid just wasn't ready for the big screen. I felt kind of bad for the parents, but these outings are needed to gauge the children's development, I guess. At least the parents were considerate enough to choose a viewing when the theater was almost empty.

Anyway, the movie's over, we leave. I mention the crying to Brian. Imagine my surprise when he said he cried all through the movie! He said his eyes would dry up, then something would happen and he'd start again.

I said "must have been all of the onions".  He looked puzzled, then got it and let out a little chuckle.

Yeah,. I think it's stress. For both of us. It was good for us both to get away from the house for a couple of hours.

On more exciting news, Game of Thrones, season 7 starts in seven hours and forty-five minutes!

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