Meh.

Went shopping. Got a new printer (not hooked up yet) and a UPS for Scott (his having kinda given up the ghost) at Fry's. And for the first time, asked for help at a store because of being pregnant - twice. Once to get the printer into my cart (it was on a bottom shelf - the UPS was no problem, it was on a shelf just above cart height and was easy to tip and guide in) and once to get them both out of the cart and into the trunk of my car. I could have done both, if I really had to, but my body thanks me for not making it, I think.

Since I was so close, I went to Lamb's for the grocery items...and once again was annoyed, but unusually, was also pleased. Lamb's usually aggravates me without any redeeming factor to be found. Their single veggie tray of cut veggies was way, way huger than what I wanted (but looked nice, quality-wise, at least) so I bypassed it. But...I was hungry (if it makes sense, I was starving but not very hungry at once - the "I must eat, but I don't need to eat much" state). I was giving a half-hearted look at their deli selections when I discovered they have pre-made sandwiches...on little dinner roll-like things. Half the size of the pre-made bagel sandwiches and a bread I like better, too. At $1.50, also priced reasonably relative to their larger counterparts, so I got one, and that did the trick. But what REALLY won me over? They had lactose free ice cream. NO ONE here has had it. They have it. I may have to actually deliberately go back there when I want ice cream. (Though I don't buy ice cream very much....)

Got home to hear from Scott that Babe had thrown up and had some diarrhea, though. So far it's just a one-off, but if it establishes a pattern, it may either mean it's time, or it may mean we have to back off the prednisolone...which will, of course, reduce the amount of control it supplies to her cancer symptoms. :/ Poor Babe-kitty. She seems okay now, just resting there, and we called the specialists (I love these people: they do not charge for phone consultations and advice) and they suggested we try blanding down her canned food by mixing it with rice, which we'll be doing. (It has to have a strong enough smell for her to eat it, alas, which rules out a completely bland diet.)

I know some of you (maybe most of you) don't play the game, but - there's a new egg on the dragon cave and I got one! I have no idae what it will become, but isn't the egg pretty? (For those who do play - yes, no link.)

Some good, at least.

Babe has eaten her rice-thinned canned food (and was hungry, yay!), and has been fine for a while now since eating. So that's good. We still have to do her evening dose of prednisone, and I'm worried that if that's troubling her stomach, it may not be great when we give it to her. We'll do that when we give her the next food, rather than now; needed to make sure she was okay with just food. (If she does have trouble with the pred, we'll either have to adjust the dose down - not great for her in regards the cancer - or get something to buffer her stomach, which apparently they can try. I'm hoping it's not that, though...we'll see.)

Good thoughts for her, please. I know it's just a waiting game now, but I'd like it to be a longer one, not a shorter one. But most of all...good thoughts, for her sake, that we recognize when it is time to take her in for that last visit, early enough to spare her. I don't want that to happen sooner than it should, but I also don't want her to suffer 'cause I'm in denial or just flat missing something.