First of all - I am trying the "new" blogger interface so . . . I am not really sure how this will go today so be patient!
Next, a report on the new meds. So far, it seems like my body is starting to get used to the new meds. My stomach still gets a bit upset but nothing like the first day I took the meds. Saturday marks the one week point as well as the point where I "get" to up the dosage. Hopefully, it won't up the stomach "issues" as well!
Speaking of meds, I got two prescriptions filled yesterday and one had tiny little pills in a tiny little pharmacy bottle. Then I pulled the other out of the bag - it is HUGE! The pills are HUGE and the pharmacy bottle is HUGE. It was a bit of a shock to see that HUGE bottle. It makes me feel like an old woman with that big bottle in my cabinet.
In other news, I am behind in class. This is something that is totally and unequivocally my own fault. Well, I will blame the meds a bit but . . . I am sure that I could have done what I needed to do if I had just tried a bit harder. Being behind isn't that big of a deal since I am really only about one day behind. However, it means that I will be working like the dickens today to get everything done before class!
Last night, Miss Cleo gave me a bit of worry. Hubby was home all day with a hurting back and as I was puttering around the house putting off my school work, I noticed that Miss Cleo was missing in action. I called her name. I put food in the bowl. No Miss Cleo. Finally, Hubby found her in the guest room curled up on the chair. She looked up when he came into the room but didn't move.
Now we knew where she was but . . . why was she in there all day?
We went about our normal business and she stayed in the guest room. On the chair.
We went to bed and I had a hard time sleeping. I was worried about class (being behind will do that to you!) and Miss Cleo (just why hadn't she come out?) and all kinds of other things I can't remember now.
In the morning hours (EARLY morning hours!), Skor came in to let me know that he was lonely (Miss Cleo was STILL in the guest room on the chair when I peeked in) and needed someone to watch him eat breakfast. Silly cat.
Now I am thinking that I might have to take Miss Cleo to the vet.
Then - right as Hubby was leaving for work (his back is much better - thank the Lord!)- Miss Cleo sauntered out and casually checked out the food dishes.
What is up with that????
Doesn't she know that we worry?
Kids. Uh - I mean - Kitties!
Voice Update: Doing well. Doing well.