This morning, Sammie was sleeping next to my head. When I woke up, she "Enh"ed at me (which is the semi-voiced meow she does when she wants food) and sat on my chest. When she did this before, it was annoying. When she did it today, I was almost crying with joy ( Read more... )

I'm at VCA, and they're getting Sammie ready for me to take her home. I've got a new treatment plan and a lot of drugs for her, but I feel a lot better about her future than I did on Sunday night.

The ultrasound revealed that Sammie's pancreas has some nodules on it that they say are likely scar tissue from previous bouts of pancreatic inflammation. This scar tissue, they said, is probably contributing to the glucose spikes she's been having. I'm going to talk to their feline diabetes specialist this afternoon to work out a plan for ( Read more... )

I left the VCA last night around 1am. At that time, the vet on duty said that she was dehydrated, her pancreas was inflamed, and her glucose was still very high, but they were going to put her on IV fluids and give her insulin and anti-inflammatory drugs. About 3am, he called me to say that she was responding to abdominal palpation as if it hurt ( Read more... )

I'm at the VCA emergency veterinary hospital in Mission Valley. Sammie is not doing very well. She was vomiting about once every hour this evening, was extremely listless, and her blood glucose level was sky high. I gave her her insulin and watched her for a while, but she didn't seem to get any better, so I decided to bring her here ( Read more... )

I had one of the most kick-ass dreams in recent memory last night. This might take a while to transcribe, so bear with me.

Unlike a lot of my dreams I wasn't a participant, but just an observer, like I was watching a movie. The setting was a fantasy world something like a cross between that of The Elder Scrolls and Dragon Age. I was following a ( Read more... )

Yesterday, both my brother and I got up early to make the trip up to L.A. to see our dad for both Thanksgiving and his 80th birthday. I was staggering out of my room just as he was pouring a cup of coffee for himself.

ME: Urgghhh...
HIM: Zombie?!?
ME: (thinking fast) GRROOUUUUUNNDDDSS!

As I was driving to work this morning, I saw a car with the following vanity license plate:

GNEISSS

I'm not entirely sure, but I have a strong hunch that this person is a geologist. What do you think?

I was in a very bad place when I woke up today. The Doctor Horrible parts of "My Eyes" from Doctor Horrible's Sing-Along Blog were running through my head, except I'd changed the Penny-specific lines to: "They say it's just our stupid luck/But no one seems to give a fuck/That soon the dark in us is all that will remain."

And then I read this post ( Read more... )

After Tuesday, even the calendar said "WTF"...