Poor little Mya had to go to the vet the other day for a check up. She’s twelve years old and seemingly very healthy, despite being so thin. I’ve been feeding her wet food constantly throughout the day and tons of treats. Still, she lost yet another half pound over the last year. She’s down to 4.7 pounds. It’s making me so nervous. She has steadily lost weight for seven years, with this last year a bit more dramatic.
She was surprisingly very affectionate with me after we got home, despite being at the vet for around two hours. She’s usually pretty ticked with me for a few days. And she came close to topping out her cuteness factor when I woke up to this:
I’ve kinda been held up in the apartment for the last four days, with a bad bladder infection. I’ve been going a little stir crazy, but fortunately my girls kept me well entertained and happy:
Pinky goes well with my socks:
Feeling a bit better today and was able to get out for a couple hours before my energy splatted! I’ve just been working on a presentation I have to give for work since being home and vegging with the girls.
A headless Boo:
Notice the little growth on her front right paw? I think I need to call Dr. Pimple Popper!
Paws (growths and all!) crossed that I feel better tomorrow so I can get back into the office. I miss people!
Today’s symptoms: I’m in a fair bit of pain from the bladder infection. I was worried this morning when I had pain in my lower back toward the sides. Could be the infection in my kidneys. I decided to mentally dispute this possibility and in my mind at least, although I think a bit physically too, I am feeling better than this morning. Unfortunately these infections really wipe me out physically, because I already experience so much fatigue from the MS. So it takes me quite a bit longer to recover. My body is a bit of a jerk.
Lizzy McFly 