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bipolar disorder, fur babies, life, meds, mental health, mental illness, moods, random shit that falls out of my brain, sex, sleep, the world is full of fucking idiots, work
I’m tired, but that seems to be pretty typical anymore. I suspect that it’s due in part to the shorter days. I should probably start using my sun lamp again.
K has apparently known about the “equity” issues since they hired her. She has always thought it grossly unfair, but she felt incapable of doing anything about it. It would seem that now she and I are in this mess together. It’s good to have an ally.
The Toad remains a colossal asshat. He put together and ran off a flyer without getting approval and it’s terrible. I also keep hearing from more and more people about how poor his service is. I told my boss about this when I saw her this morning. Her response was that he had requested to take tomorrow off and she denied it – that’s how she’s punishing him. HELLO??? She’s off already and K is off so if she’d have approved it, I’d have been the only one here and I leave at 3 on Fridays. Punishment? For fuck sake, whatever.
I spent this morning getting things which are supposed to be approved by her done so that I can send them out next week while she’s gone. I’m really rather looking forward to that. I ought to get lots of stuff done.
Josh has been mostly reasonable lately. He’s starting to harass me about bedroom time again, which I’m really just not interested in. By the time I get home I generally hurt and all I really want to do is be left alone.
I’m not sure what he intends to do with the brat this weekend. I have more homework than usual to deal with, so I’m thinking that’s my out. I need to start evaluating Adobe Edge Animate – which sounds totally awesome. Perhaps I shall come up with a little something to share with y’all.
I’m glad you liked seeing the pic of my fluffy little girl. She’s getting older and I’m starting to worry that she won’t be with me much longer. And she’s starting to get a little skinny. She still seems to jump ok, and she purrs like a little motor boat when she’s happy, but she’s kind of bony. And she was my dad’s kitty, so that makes it even harder to think about losing her.
Tomorrow afternoon I see shrinky-poo. I don’t think anything major will happen, it’s just a routine check up. Things seem to be running really quite smoothly on the mental health front, which is wonderful. People who have never dealt with mental illness can’t quite appreciate how nice it is to not constantly feel like a slave to a broken brain.
Oh so damned true….x
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If she’s still eating up a storm and drinking up a storm, she should be checked for hyperthyroidism due to the weight loss. It can generally be treated with daily meds, but it’s important to know if she has it or not. It nearly killed my little girl.
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It’s hard to tell since we have the two cats there, but I’m pretty sure she is still eating and drinking just fine. There’s plenty of evidence in the litter boxes that it should be 2 cats doing all that. She also still seems to play just fine. Not like a kitten would, but she loves that damn feather and will get going pretty good with Josh. Any other signs that would suggest I need to rush her in?
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I had the same issue with two cats, and it was hard to tell who was eating what and who was drinking what. Turns out, they BOTH had it (they were from the same litter). One lost her life because of it (it had advanced so badly that there was nothing I could do.) and the other didn’t respond to the medication, so I went forward with a procedure involving radioactive iodine (it’s called RadioCat, that’s how often it’s performed.), which prolonged her life.
Even if she’s playful and seems ok, weight loss can be an indicator of a few things. For me, I spent every single day with her and still needed someone to point it out to me, because she was such an athletic cat. Diabetes & hyperthyroidism are the top two issues when weight loss becomes evident to the owner.
My little one played like a kitten right up until she had a stroke, so I find the whole playing thing a hard thing to go on with some cats.
If you can, I’d try feeding them separately for a week or so and see if you can gauge how much she’s eating and drinking. If she’s gobbling everything down in sight and drinking like crazy, I’d get her in right away. It can do terrible damage to the heart and kidneys if it’s not caught in time, and I knew nothing about it in cats, so when someone asks me about it or mentions it now, I cringe and feel the need to speak up. Especially if it means I’m helping someone to not lose their beloved animal. With this particular disease, it’s better to be safe than sorry. If you need any other info, let me know.
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