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Monday, August 23, 2010
I increased my daily step goal by 500 steps to 5500. I did 7716 today and, so far, no tendonitis pain.
I did not feel well for most of the day so that meant I ate a lot of carbs to deal with the nausea...So far, I have not gone overboard...
Not much to say. A routine sort of day.
Monday, August 23, 2010
I increased my daily step goal by 500 steps to 5500. I did 7716 today and, so far, no tendonitis pain.
I did not feel well for most of the day so that meant I ate a lot of carbs to deal with the nausea...So far, I have not gone overboard...
Not much to say. A routine sort of day.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
I did not feel great today, just run down. I slept a ton, have a slight sore throat as if I am fighting something...We had errands to do. We pulled into the Costco parking lot and I saw a sign that the pet food store was hosting cat adoptions. When I saw it was Safe Haven, I had to go in and see them. It was from them that I got my beloved Juneau, my now four-year-old Maine Coon. The lady with the kittens was the same one who had given me Juneau. I was so happy to have the chance to tell her how wonderfully she has turned out!
There were 5 kittens there. Two were white with orange spots, two were white with black spots and one was solid grey. The solid grey looked like my Russian Blue that died almost 2 years ago. I had Bug for over 20 years and still miss him! Were I not about to get this tiny kitten, I would have snapped up this grey one!
While we were driving, my cellphone rang. I let BF answer it. It was the lady with the kitten (I have dealt mostly with her BF). She told him that she wanted to do a home inspection, which had not come up previously.
I called her back when I got home and told her I had two reasons why this was beyond my comfort level. I've never had to do a home inspection before for any other adoption (I know that it is common for fostering pets) and I also have a phobia/anxiety disorder about my home. Just the thought of having someone come over is enough for me to get physically ill. I am not exaggerating. Stacey seemed to ridicule that or maybe she did not believe me. She was unwilling to waive the home visit and I was unwilling to go through with it. Even writing about it has me feeling ill. The thing about phobias or anxiety disorders is that, if someone tells you they have one, they are being terribly honest! It is not something I have ever talked about to anyone, even my family. Driving home, knowing I was going to have to tell her, I started thinking about my Mother.
Mother is agoraphobic. She does not like to leave the house and that's an understatement. I had never admitted to myself that my thing about not having people over was anything like her completely debilitating, life-defining fear.
My heart is broken! But, as people have told me on Facebook, another cat that needs a home will cross my path. Still, it's hard to let go of this tiny baby who won my heart.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
As usual, I ended the day with too many calories. I have gotten into the bad habit of eating cookies to solve a sweet craving. Even when I ate without caring, I hardly ever had cookies, so I don't know why this has suddenly become a practice...
I drove to Albany today to meet my new kitten. That sentence does not adequately explain what a big deal that was. I learned to drive later, in my 30s, and have always been a bit of a nervous driver. My BF is an aggressive driver and being his passenger gave me enough fear that I have something akin to anxiety attacks when I am driving in unfamiliar situations. Thus, I rarely deviate from my usual routes. To drive across the Bay to a town I've never been, even with really good, clear directions, was a big deal.
At one point, he accidently turned the radio up to blast. I thought he was teasing me and I screamed at him and stopped the car. We had already missed the exit off the freeway and were wandering around some side streets. I was a bit scared because I had no idea where we were and, from his comments, I did not think he was sure. His dad had an upholstery shop in the area, but that was 20-30 years ago and all the landmarks have changed. When I realized he was not teasing me, I felt badly for screaming. He does not begin to understand the anxiety that borders on panic.
Anyway, we found the house. The neighborhood is full of post WWII homes, very tiny and very cute. Joel met us and was glad for the company. We met Millie, his 15 year old dog. I have no idea what kind of dog she is, but she is a much smaller dog than I guessed from the pictures.
Then we met Ruby. She is absolutely tiny! She's about 6 weeks old and absolutely adorable. I brought a disposable camera and took about 5 or 6 pictures. I will have to take more to finish the camera and get them developed. At one point, she was hanging off of Joel's crossed foot as if she were dangling from a tree branch. She had the strength to climb up and stand on his foot. There was plenty of real estate left! She is very tiny! I am enchanted!
She gets her first series of shots Thursday and her leukemia bloodtest. Assuming she does not test positive, I will repeat the scary drive on Saturday the 28th and bring her home.
The traffic in the East Bay is amazing. Even on Saturday afternoon, it's very heavy, as if it were a work-a-day commute! I give thanks that I don't have to deal with that regularly. In truth, I would get used to it, but I prefer not to!
We anticipate that Cilantro will not like Ruby and we know that we will have to supervise at all times for a couple of weeks. Juneau has been the baby, so we have no idea how she will react, but she is a gentle giant. We will, of course, supervise her also...
Saturday, August 21, 2010
I worked a long day today, longer than I intended, but it's Friday. I had a meeting with my supervising attorney and it went well. I still make rookie mistakes, but she likes the bulk of my work. Work is about to get very, very busy.
I got in over 8K steps, but I still ate too much. Too many carbs...
Tomorrow I get to go visit my new kitten. I can't take her home yet because the vet says she's too young for the first series of shots and, because I have cats, she can't be near them yet. Her caregiver is going to take her to the vet about midweek for those shots and the FIV blood test. Apparently, it takes only a few minutes to read the blood test. If she is clear with that, I get to pick her up on the 28th. She is nearly an hour away over in the East Bay, an area I don't know at all. BF is going with me, but I will still be a nervous driver. (BF can't drive because he does not have a valid license). I am a good driver when I am in familiar surroundings, but am a nervous driver otherwise.
A friend sent me a post on Facebook that struck me like lightning. My longtime friend, former boss and former coworker Sally Anderson died today. She was diabetic, battling weight and heart issues, but had been doing much better since she'd retired (at least that's what I heard). She retired and moved to Colorado and we had only recently reconnected via FB.
I have known Sally for more than 20 years. Long enough that her son was a coworker for a short time! My heart breaks for her husband and son...We all will miss her zest for life, her infectious laugh, her sharp wit. She had a love for God and music and I know she's dancing in heaven tonight. Rest in Peace, beloved Sally! If God wills it, we'll meet in heaven.
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Member Comments About This Blog Post:
Glad you felt no pain!
Sending you a cyber-kitty to cheer you up.