I get to see our family member
 

Our dog who is up in age
With my eldest as she too is forewarned
when a seizure is in the works
My baby is getting old and has many difficulties
He was diagnosed with Cushings disease
A tumor on his brain
He is comfortable
And is enjoying the rest of his precious life
in the company of LOVE AND AFFECTION and has his doctors
and all of our love
Crying just thinking of him
A silky Australian
Will visit Sunday
How we love our extended family members
Forever to remember our special time and unconditional LOVE
me

Hi, Eva,

'Such a sad story.

Hugs to you.

M

Eva, I am sorry for your son,

I am afraid of dogs.....
all dogs bite.
our cat hatty, was 18 pounds and the vet said she was 1 pound away from being diabetic. how did he know that? he did not do any blood work on her, I think he was just trying to scare us. and put her on a diet.
so we did, she is stealing some of hazel our svelte cats food, don't know how to stop that. We are feeding hazel some fancy feasts canned food extra but she hardly eats it. sigh
she will probably be the one to lose weight and not hatty.
sigh
bizi

Hatty kept crying last night and waking us up all night. She never cries that much....I feel very tired this morning.

Donna, I hope Dobey is okay and Derrick doesn't have to worry about that big dog attacking him anymore. He doesn't need any more worries.

I'm so sorry about your baby Eva :hug: I hope that he remains comfortable for the rest of his life and can just soak up all the love that you are able to give him :hug:

Bizi, it's almost impossible to put one cat on a diet and have it not effect the other one(s). They are picky, and feeding them separately is so hard because they can evade you and climb anywhere to get at what they want. I have two fat cats and one tiny one. I think if I tried to put Rocky and Dottie on a diet, Buddy would starve. I put less food in the bowl now, but I won't put them on a diet, which probably makes me a bad pet parent. I'm sorry about Hatty crying, I can sympathize…

Right now Dottie is crying incessantly because I dragged a 35lb of litter into the kitchen to barricade the cabinets so she can't get in. She and Rocky worked in tandem overnight: He chewed off the tape holding the cabinets shut (then puked it up all over the carpet) so she could get under the sink and knock everything over and out. Thank God she didn't get herself stuck in the wall. This morning her new thing is jumping on the kitchen counter. She's being a very bad kitty.

I bought hardware yesterday. I called my husband and he said he would bring his drill in, but didn't. He looked at what I bought, but didn't compare it to the cabinets, so I don't even know if he can make it work. I'm very frustrated with him.


The apartment office manager read my survey responses and sent me an email saying she would put in a new work order for the lock on that door. When I got home from doing whatever I did yesterday, the lock was changed, but I couldn't get in and had to walk around to the side door.
I called the office manager again. They still think it's a problem with our keys. I suggested she call some other residents to ask them if they are having problems before they rekey our lock.
Someone from maintenance is coming over to see me today. There's an elderly lady from the 2nd floor who's very unpleasant, but she has all her marbles, and is almost always home. I will ask her if I can borrow her key for 10 minutes to see if it works in the new lock. If maintenance asked, she would literally tell them to go **** themselves, but I'm pretty sure she will do this little favor for me.
Whatever happens, I have to have access to that ****ing door. That entry is why we chose this apartment in the first place… it's right next to us, and is the only one with a ramp. This issue has to be resolved today. I don't care how.

I hope your neighbor cooperates with you and I hope they get the lock fixed!
Frustrating!
bizi

When I tried to walk out the door this morning, my path was blocked by a moving truck that had backed up and blocked the entire ramp…
I immediately felt trapped and panicked. I felt like I couldn't get IN OR OUT anymore. I went back in my apartment to take a klonopin and sat there for a while before I calmed down enough to use the side door to leave the building to go get my blood drawn.

I was very chatty with the phlebotomist and the woman at the convenience store this morning and seemed to be in an elevated mood. I know that's a red flag that I may be headed towards hypomania.
But I'm also very irritable, and brooding when alone. I'm exhausted, moving very slowly, and am in a lot of pain from pushing my physical limits… I really don't know which end is up at the moment.
I need a nap badly, but I'm waiting for someone from maintenance to come about the ****ing locks. I was going to stop off at the supermarket on my way home to pick a few things up, but skipped that trip so I could be here for 10:30 when they were supposed to come (it's after noon now).

Kay,

Thanks for your cat updates. Buddy and Dottie working together --- that's annoying as anything. But it is funny to read.

I wish they would solve the door issue for you.

Trapped by a moving truck blocking your exit --- so sorry that you had to go through that.

I hope that maintenance comes to do the locks.


M

For long stretches, Dottie sits in the middle of the kitchen floor staring at the cabinets and cries. My neighbors probably think we're torturing her. Whenever I walk into the kitchen, she runs over there to appeal to me to move the litter bucket blocking her way. She's being a pain in the ***, but I still feel really bad.

At about 1 yesterday, I was still waiting for the maintenance man and asked my pleasantly confused neighbor to borrow her key so I could try it in the lock, but there was nolock in the door…
I waited another hour, but could wait no more, and I had to lay down. My husband came home about 20 minutes later and I left the matter in his hands. I woke up to find maintenance had never paid us the promised visit. I was mad as hell about that, but when I went to check the door, my key finally worked in the new lock they installed. Somehow, somebody finally realized they had their heads up their ***es.
I checked up on the washer and found out it was fixed. A woman in the laundry room told me she had called about it and the issues with the lock repeatedly. So, why were we told nobody else had complained, and it had to be an issue with our keys?

I'm glad it's fixed. But I'm going to visit the office Monday to talk to the office manager about the miscommunication problems. Clearly, the issue could have been addressed properly sooner.

Last night, my husband was in bed shortly after 8, but I couldn't fall asleep, and was up past 1am. That's rare for me. I still woke up at 6am this morning. I usually get 7 hours a night, so I lost a few.

That, combined with the irritability and chattiness, means I may be headed towards hypomania. I've only been on 300mg of lithium since Monday, but it doesn't take much, or very long, for me to turn. I will be watching this carefully… please cross your fingers for me that this is nothing to worry about.

I can't remember, is the lithium new to you or you lowered the dose?
bizi

I hadn't taken Lithium since June 2015 until on Monday when low dose was added to all the other **** I take to help with my depression.

I was up until almost 2am again. Friday night and last night I took 1mg of klonopin to help knock myself out. Despite the long naps, I'm usually in bed around 10pm. I'm going to try not to take a nap today to see if I can get to bed earlier, but it will be very hard.

The football game is on at 1pm today, so my husband will get to watch the whole game. When they start at 8:30pm, he usually has to go to bed at halftime, or earlier, because he has to be up so early in the morning. I won't have to be as quiet the second half since he will be awake ;)