…or something like that.
Well, I did get to see HSM2 with my youth group girls but one was conspicuously absent. She was rushed to children’s hospital earlier in the day with a cyst on her ovary as large as a nerf football. They operated on Saturday to remove it and she is now home recuperating. If you are of the praying persuasion, please pray for her healing and for the pathology report on the cyst to come back as benign.
Last night, Trish took me to see Wicked for my birthday (yes, my birthday was in February…but Wicked was in August!!) It was absolutely amazing. I loved it. I’m so glad we went! But I didn’t get home until after midnight and now today I am just dragging. I feel like I have been mentally & physically exhausted for weeks on end now…with no real end in sight!
And in the continuing saga of kittyzilla…Monday night, the last remaining petsitter came over to meet us. She sat with Ramona, pet her, gave her treats and gave her her insulin – no problem. I asked her to please come last night while I was at the show and try again. She called me and said the kittyzilla had lost her mind, would not let her near her and basically wanted to bite her face off. So, no petsitting for kittyzilla. And this leaves me in a quandary. I know she will be absolutely MORE ridiculous if she is boarded at the vet office when I travel. I have a call into them right now to see how long she can go without her insulin until it causes her distress. I know that sounds horrible but she is so terribly upset when anyone but me tries to touch her, it really doesn’t seem fair to her to put her through that. We’ll see what the vet says and I will take whatever advice they give me.