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September 27th, 2008

kyrielle: (kitty yin yang)
Saturday, September 27th, 2008 11:34 am
Babe is not doing so very well. She can't eat now without, at some point, choking (not badly enough that she can't breathe, but still), and sometimes it happens when she's not eating. And she's getting less total food than she was, since (understandably) she stops eating once that happens. We've been doing everything the vet suggested to ease it, and it helps. But it doesn't help enough. I think...it may be time to take her in on Monday. She's been asking for lap time today and spent quite a while snuggled on Scott's lap while he played WoW and petted her. His legs eventually complained of too much heavy cat, so I took her for a turn (but I sat cross-legged on the floor - more space/support for the cat, more comfortable for me). I'm enjoying these snuggles a lot, moreso because I think they may be the last ones. She still seems comfortable most of the time (except when trying to eat, or getting her meds, poor thing). She wheezes when she breathes, and her purr sounds like a snore, but she doesn't seem to struggle for air and she does purr.

I am, other than worry about that, doing fairly well. My back continues to act like I expect it to (which is to say, not call attention to itself). And I got a back support for use in the car that helps a lot there. (I had no idea where to get one, so I asked my doctor and she knew a nearby store. I tried several 'til I found the one that worked best - and it was worlds above the rest. So, that should help a lot with that.) I still have to allow myself longer in bed than I'm used to. This seems to owe more to the difficulty initially getting to sleep than the night time awakenings. I'm used to being asleep within 15 minutes of being in bed, usually much less...and that's just not how it works for now. At least I've finally gotten out of the habit of going to bed eight hours before I have to get up. That's not going to work for a while.

I've actually played World of Warcraft two nights this week now. Something about being able to sit at the computer for longer now that my back isn't bugging me. That's been fun. It's been even more fun because it's been our high-level characters, Scott's warrior and my mage. Scott's been playing while I couldn't, so he's out-leveled me. At the time we were playing he was 68 (now he's 69), a protection-specced warrior. I was and am a level 64 fire-specced mage. Anyone who's ever watched this dynamic can see this coming: I still have to watch my aggro because he can't always hold them off me. He's gotten to use taunt a lot in just a couple hours of gaming. ;) To be fair, I haven't been being very careful about aggro, because right now when I play we're working on my quests (and then he works on his when I've had enough and need to not be sitting that way any more). And that means I could (although it would take longer, and I'd have to rest more often) solo these things if I needed to. So if I pull aggro it's no great loss; I either return it to him (frost nova is my friend!), or I ice block or mana shield or just take it. I'm in no danger of getting killed, and I'm sure not going to cause him harm, so I'm being deliberately a little careless in return for the faster damage. (My pyroblast can crit for over 2000, at level 64. I'm rather fond of it, but when it does that, I usually snag aggro unless it's so late in the fight that it kills or nearly-kills the target. And I don't tend to pyro late in the fight, because the 6-second cast time is not handy mid-fight. But it's great to launch as Scott attacks the target. He builds aggro and when my pyro hits, unless it crits, he can usually hold them.)

Yesterday was my 24-week doctor's appointment. Early next week I find out the result of the gestational diabetes test. All I can say is that I am deeply glad to be done with that test. *shudders* The glucola is...urgh. I suspect most women who've gone through the test know, or at least know a variant of, what I mean by that. I felt horrid. But, it's over and done with, and that's good. Hopefully the results will also be good.

And now, off to run a couple quick errands.