Daisy got really sick Tuesday night and I ended up sitting up with her all night. I thought she was having seizures. Wednesday our VP got her in to his excellent vet, and I took her over there. Turns out she was passing out from lack of oxygen,not seizing. She has congestive heart failure and the fluid had built up around her heart. So $660 later and a huge bag of pills, she's doing a lot better. Still off her feed a bit, but at least she's breathing easily. I'm going to cook some special things for her this weekend to get her eating again. She loves melon and tomatoes, so a trip to the market is in order in the morning. Jane suggested sticking her pills in cherry tomatoes. She'll gobble those right up!
When Daisy was just a little puppy, she figured out how to sit up and pick tomatoes off the plants in the garden. I would get so mad waiting for a particular tomato to ripen just a bit more before I picked it, and lo and behold, when I'd go out there it was gone. I was totally convinced there was a tomato thief in the neighborhood. And then one day I caught her ... on tape! Busted! Anyway, the thought of what almost happened to her really threw me into a tizzy.
And another thing going on is that a very important person in my work life is away for a month or more. There was cancer and a very serious surgery involved. I'm so happy that all seems to be going well on that front. Prayers definitely answered.
Poking buttons? A couple but not much.
Sleep deprivation? Absolutely.
Hopefully tomorrow I'll be right as rain, but tonight I just want to crash.