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Sep. 23rd, 2024 01:44 pm24 more hours until I can shower like a normal person. I. Cannot. Wait.
I'm feeling pretty normal, all crustiness aside. My biggest issue with this whole thing has honestly been my lower back was waking me up in the middle of the night - I have to sleep flat on my back until my stitches heal and by the third night my lower back muscles were non-stop complaining.
I obviously can't do a real yoga workout right now - one downward dog would probably kill me - but I've been doing some modified twists and bridges and happy babies and that seems to be helping - last night I got a full seven hours of sleep before my back got loud enough to wake me. I've also piled tons of pillows on the bed I can use to wedge myself into a more comfortable position if I need to shift my weight in the middle of the night.
Now if the cat would just stop trying to climb on me.
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A new thing I am dealing with the house, ant invasions. Little tiny black ones. The Venerable Lord Brock would come and yowl at me to Come Fix This and when I got downstairs I would find ants in his food bowl. I would clean them up, mop away their scent trails, and move everything to another spot and they would find it again within a day.
My second out-of-the-house walk was to the hardware store to get ant traps. So far so good. I'll deal with more cleaning than that when I have more mobility.
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I also need to get His Lordship back into the vet soon for his next arthritis shot. I seem to recall from last time we did this that the second one was the money-shot.
The vet also wants me to schedule him to come in for a teeth cleaning and possible extractions. She warns me that there will be risks because of his breathing. (He... snorfles. That's really the only way to describe it.)
So naturally I asked how much risk are we talking here? And she doesn't seem to be able to answer the question. That depends on the cause of the issue, whether or not it's gotten worse over the years, blah blah blah. And I'm asking... Do you not... know? I listen to him every day, if it did get worse gradually over time I might not notice, but you guys should have something in your records about every single visit for the over 10 years we've been bringing him, given that we've talked about his breathing every single time?
I looked at his old treatment history and it doesn't include the name of the specific vet who saw him for each visit, which is unfortunate. I don't know that I have a lot of choice regardless, he's not so old that he's likely to outlive his teeth and they'll only make his health worse if I don't get them fixed. So something else to organize as soon as I can. Fortunately he's only 8 lbs, so well within my carrying capacity.
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Today's to-do list:
1. Go through all the contractor statements and put together a check-list of all the things that are still outstanding. He's making noises about being "finished" soon and I know he's talking about the waterproofing in the basement but I want to make sure I have a full list before I give him the final cheque.
2. Eat ice cream
I'm feeling pretty normal, all crustiness aside. My biggest issue with this whole thing has honestly been my lower back was waking me up in the middle of the night - I have to sleep flat on my back until my stitches heal and by the third night my lower back muscles were non-stop complaining.
I obviously can't do a real yoga workout right now - one downward dog would probably kill me - but I've been doing some modified twists and bridges and happy babies and that seems to be helping - last night I got a full seven hours of sleep before my back got loud enough to wake me. I've also piled tons of pillows on the bed I can use to wedge myself into a more comfortable position if I need to shift my weight in the middle of the night.
Now if the cat would just stop trying to climb on me.
***
A new thing I am dealing with the house, ant invasions. Little tiny black ones. The Venerable Lord Brock would come and yowl at me to Come Fix This and when I got downstairs I would find ants in his food bowl. I would clean them up, mop away their scent trails, and move everything to another spot and they would find it again within a day.
My second out-of-the-house walk was to the hardware store to get ant traps. So far so good. I'll deal with more cleaning than that when I have more mobility.
***
I also need to get His Lordship back into the vet soon for his next arthritis shot. I seem to recall from last time we did this that the second one was the money-shot.
The vet also wants me to schedule him to come in for a teeth cleaning and possible extractions. She warns me that there will be risks because of his breathing. (He... snorfles. That's really the only way to describe it.)
So naturally I asked how much risk are we talking here? And she doesn't seem to be able to answer the question. That depends on the cause of the issue, whether or not it's gotten worse over the years, blah blah blah. And I'm asking... Do you not... know? I listen to him every day, if it did get worse gradually over time I might not notice, but you guys should have something in your records about every single visit for the over 10 years we've been bringing him, given that we've talked about his breathing every single time?
I looked at his old treatment history and it doesn't include the name of the specific vet who saw him for each visit, which is unfortunate. I don't know that I have a lot of choice regardless, he's not so old that he's likely to outlive his teeth and they'll only make his health worse if I don't get them fixed. So something else to organize as soon as I can. Fortunately he's only 8 lbs, so well within my carrying capacity.
***
Today's to-do list:
1. Go through all the contractor statements and put together a check-list of all the things that are still outstanding. He's making noises about being "finished" soon and I know he's talking about the waterproofing in the basement but I want to make sure I have a full list before I give him the final cheque.
2. Eat ice cream