Wendy DeCora.com

What a long day. Oh how I wish I didn’t have to go to work tomorrow. I was just exhausted to the point of yawning all day long. I’m sleeping at night, but the stress between Mac’s health and stupid stuff at work is wearing on me. Mac went back to the vet this afternoon and got some sub-cue(?) fluids, which actually looked easier to administer, despite the large needle, than syringe feeding her. I got a new pill shooter, a new feeding syringe and some more food. The vet spent half the time just talking me down off the ledge. Mac is doing ok I guess. She was lively and “spirited” at the vet’s office, which is apparently a trait of tortiseshells. She’s just not eating enough yet. So the supplemented feedings will continue for awhile longer. Everyone has assured me I can’t squish her in a towel.

I’m trying to stay up to see the end of the Cowboys/Packers game on the nfl.com live ticker, but staring at the little icons on the screen isn’t really keeping me awake.