Too Beat To Be Witty

So I am alive and kicking so to speak. The 4th went fairly well. I wouldn't say I was super drunk but I was drunk before noon. By 3 in the afternoon I was crashing and hot as hell so it ended up being a giant nap time for everyone. We all powered down for a few hours and came back to life again when the temperature dropped again. It was a good trip until my wife called to let me know that our cat was STILL sick. She had been ill for a few days and I almost canceled my trip at the last minute.

I ended up rushing home in the middle of the night to take over the job of watching Tess over the course of the night. After a bad night it was clear that we needed to find a new vet and very quickly. It was nuts trying to find a vet the day after a holiday that would take a new "patient" but we finally caught a break. The vet did a little checkup and it showed nothing. He suggested X-rays and blood work. We were all for it. The wait was hell but the X-rays finally came back. For some reason all her intestines were pulled over to the side of her body. This was keeping her from keeping food down and had stopped her from using the litter for a few days. They ended up keeping her for one last test and we were sent home to wait for a call. I can't wait for the previews at the start of a DVD to finish so a call about the fate of our cat was utter hell. She came home about 8 hours later and so began the monitoring and the medicine regiment. She needed to be fed baby food since solids were too much on her. Her reluctance to eat or drink meant that I had to find creative ways to fool her into taking these things. There is nothing quite like smearing horrible smelling baby food over a cats lips in the hopes that she will lick it off and keep it down. We took turns watching her and lucky for us our days off we so that one of us could be with her the next few days. As of tonight she seems pretty good other than her reaction when it comes time for her medicine. Her mood is improving and other than the shaved spot under her neck she can't stop messing with it looks as if she may be ok. The vet visit was a real hit to the wallet but I'd rather pay that then feel like I did while waiting to hear back from the vet.