Sunday, November 11, 2012
My Time of the month is coming and I have been so moody, much worse than usual. Very sensitive about everything. I just wanna crawl in a hole and disappear. Every little thing just sets me off. For example, I took my bread to work and someone told me "ehhh it's ok, kinda tasteless" this comment kinda ruined my day. Why? Not sure. He's a smoker, smokers have a horrible sense of taste. Still it ruined my day. I need to shake this funk. I wish running would take it away but, nope sure hasn't. My challah is gone, which is good. Having bread in my house is not good for me. Sandwich bread is fine. But hearty breads equal disasters for me. Might as well have a cake sitting on the counter.
My old cat has been getting worse lately. Her meds arent working. Her dementia is coming back. She has become super needy and wants to be on my lap whenever I sit down. She is getting sick all over the house. Yet she is eating just fine lol Anyway yesterday My dog was eating something and my cat with no filter just went up and tried eating it too and he got angry and bit her in the face. She screamed and ran away. He got her next to her eye, her lip and her poor little nose was bleeding =((( I cleaned her up with peroxide. When I got home from work, the ridge of her nose was all puffy. She looks like she was in a boxing match. I asked my dad what to do and he said dog bites arent as serious as cat bites for getting infected. Just to watch it and she could be put on antibiotics if she needs to be. She is so tiny right now, like 5-6 lbs there isnt anything he could call in to a pharmacy for that weight since she is like the size of a tiny baby. He could give me antibiotics if it comes to that, just gotta go get it. She looks better today, the inflammation went down a bit. I think with her dementia, she doesn't really remember much. Purring up a storm on my lap right now.
Day 55: The result of my grocery shopping on my bike. Buy what u can carry!
Day 56: French Toast Challah.