kryskat
Member Since 2010
Still sneezes, a little blood mixed in last night - maybe more than a tinge, but not straight blood - just colors the little bit of mucus when I wipe her nose. Still less mucus than a week ago...
She had a strangely good appetite today. I got up for her 3 am snack and she ate about a tsp and then I took it away... But then she got up off the bed and came in the kitchen to ask for more, so I opened a fresh can and gave her another spoonful. She was eating that when I went btb. This morning, she ate almost all of her FF (2 Tbsp) and then about 1/2 hour later asked for more and she's been nibbling at that for a while. Oddly enough, very little sneezing this morning (she sneezed at snack time, but I don't know if I've heard her sneeze since I've been up for real this morning).
Now she's resting in her papasan chair.
My stomach is in knots. Besides an underlying worry about her sneezing and all the things that could go wrong with her (after a week like we've had in LL, my nerves are shot), besides the sick sad feeling I have about my (ex?) BF... tbp is really bad lately. It seems like every day lately I acquire some new and more dreadful responsibility that I am supposed to assume without adequate training. Or, I'm told I already received the training, so apparently I'm losing my mind because I have neither memory nor any notes or physical proof of any training. Which is unlikely, but how to argue with people who know everything?
Yesterday
She had a strangely good appetite today. I got up for her 3 am snack and she ate about a tsp and then I took it away... But then she got up off the bed and came in the kitchen to ask for more, so I opened a fresh can and gave her another spoonful. She was eating that when I went btb. This morning, she ate almost all of her FF (2 Tbsp) and then about 1/2 hour later asked for more and she's been nibbling at that for a while. Oddly enough, very little sneezing this morning (she sneezed at snack time, but I don't know if I've heard her sneeze since I've been up for real this morning).
Now she's resting in her papasan chair.
My stomach is in knots. Besides an underlying worry about her sneezing and all the things that could go wrong with her (after a week like we've had in LL, my nerves are shot), besides the sick sad feeling I have about my (ex?) BF... tbp is really bad lately. It seems like every day lately I acquire some new and more dreadful responsibility that I am supposed to assume without adequate training. Or, I'm told I already received the training, so apparently I'm losing my mind because I have neither memory nor any notes or physical proof of any training. Which is unlikely, but how to argue with people who know everything?
Yesterday