December 30th, 2012

2013, cyd, new

the past two days

i've spent the last two days recovering. i was "lucky" enough not to have a hangover, but it was hours until i slept. i slept most of today, curled up in bed with simon.

doc keeps joking that he did it to me. which would be funny, considering how gentle doc is, but i've looked like this before and i didn't do it to myself that time. so the joke is getting old.

i guess i got off easy. i didn't need stitches for the head wound or xrays for my nose or arm. my arm is coming along nicely. the bruises have come up, so it looks worse, but i can use it now.

the cats were terrified of me yesterday. aside from simon, none of them would get near me. they even avoided whatever room i was in. today was better. little girl curled up on my lap for a while and lelu came to me without wanting food. felix avoided me, though. i should wake him up and fuzzle him until he drools.

doc's not mad at me anymore. he was pissed off that night because he woke up to that mess. i had trashed the kitchen simply by falling all over everything. and i fell on and broke my art table in the living room. he was so mad, he washed the blood out of my hair with cold water. making sure to get plenty on my back and shoulders.

that's about all i remember. last night he offered me a shot of vodka to soothe my head, and i rejected that out of hand. it will be a while before i drink again, and i will never mix my drugs again. in spite of the lecture about river phoenix from doc.
2013, cyd, new

jack has allergies

jack has allergies. he's been having sneezing fits and after his eyes got goopy this weekend, he took a little trip on the scooter to see Dr. Rose. he loves her. she pronounced him healthy but allergic. so we ordered the proper medication. that means i i have two cats to medicate and specially feed every day. i'll feed them all at different times if i have to to keep them healthy. especially after seeing the change in lelu with the joint medication. a whole new cat. bitchy and demanding, but healthy and happy and playful. and that's what i want to see in a 15 year old cat.

my eyes are more open today. they went from red to dark purple. doc offered bloodletting, and i turned him down. this is my face we're fucking with. it's not perfect, but it's mine. no poking holes in it. i went through that phase. for an entirely different reason. no bloodletting.

we have to call maintenance in. we have a dead socket and my toilet is leaking. or it was until i turned it off. the dead socket is in my bathroom and connected to doc's bathroom. so both sockets are dead and dead bathroom sockets are damned inconvenient. my dream house will have sockets every foot in every room including the hallway. and closets. i hate that. always growing up in rental houses built to the cheapest standards with the least amount of sockets allowed. i have things to plug in, people.

doc's going to be up in half an hour and he'll be gone an hour after that. i think tonight i'll watch some movies on netflix. i want to see Toys again. i think Robin Williams is brilliant in it. and it's fun to look at. super colorful sets and costumes.

i've decided to deal with my gone leather by being in denial about it. that's the best i i can come up with to cope. i just can't face that it's gone. and it's not just a jacket.
2013, cyd, new

kitties on the scooter

doc was chastised for having just a scooter to take jack home. but the floor of the scooter fits the cat carrier securely with room on either side for the driver's feet. so it's as safe as it can be, and just because we don't have a car that works doesn't mean we don't love our pets.