man, I sure am dragging my butt this morning..i am crashing and burning on at least one of my two days off this week.
I talked to the vet yesterday about daphne..her breathing is starting to get labored again...we are going to up her Lasix to 30 mgs to hold her til her next fluid tap tomorrow.
I said.."this is not going to just go away and get better, is it?" he said "no it is not. there is something bad underneath this..we just can't find it."
I find I can live in denial about the reality of losing daphne in the near future when her breathing isn't too bad. but at night when I hold her and can feel her effort to get air in..it just makes me feel so heartbreaking lost, alone and sad. I guess I am starting to grieve in anticipation of the loss I see coming...daph is my family.
daisy is sick...I pulled her out from under the couch Friday night because I couldn't see if she was eating under there. I wasn't sure if she was just overwhelmed or not feeling well. last night when I checked her I can see she is not well, and now that she is caged again, I can see she is not eating. I have started her on meds and will watch her closely and start force feeding tonight if she doesn't eat. once she is better, I am moving her out,,either to the frail cat or medical room, the house is too much for her.
well I better get my ass into work.