a Cheap Holiday: 10/01/2004 - 11/01/2004

Cheap Holiday

Welcome to a cheap holiday in my life. At least you get to go home at the end of the day!

Thursday, October 28, 2004

For my friends who keep up with me via this blog, I just wanted to drop a note that my kitty cat has been very sick of late. Her original veterinarian was an imbecile who was not inclined to treat her chronic vomiting aggressively, so by the time I got her to a new vet at a cat hospital, she had developed fatty liver disease and had to go into the equivalent of kitty ICU. She's home now for a few days, but will return to medical boarding when I go on vacation next week. At the moment I have to tube feed her, make sure she's not vomiting any more, give her lots of love, and begin paying off a sizable vet bill. There were several days when I was having to mentally weigh what I would do if she did not respond to treatment or the underlying cause was determined to be something really awful, such as cancer, and I hope I do not have to return to that mental debate any time soon.

Tuesday, October 26, 2004

Once again, I managed to live long enough to see another birthday. This year's birthday celebration went smashingly well and a good time was had by all, including--surprise, surprise--myself.

My biological brother gathered my biological family to send me a birthday card collectively, which was a lovely gesture on his part, given that our relations have been somewhat strained of late. In response to this, and the upcoming holiday season, I have opted to return to therapy. I've only done therapy once before and it was brief, in response to a specific situation. My biological family relations have become damaged to the point where I need a truly objective opinion and some better strategies based on professional training and experience, rather than emotionalism. As Bette Davis might have said, "Fasten your seatbelts, it's going to be one bumpy Christmas."

This therapist comes highly recommended by a friend and she is convenient to my home and hopefully she will actually be in my medical plan network. Ideally, I believe my entire family should attend counseling together, but distance and an aversion to head-shrinking means that I must make myself a priority and hopefully by making myself strong I can provide better and more knowledgeable support to my family members. Or at the very least, learn to like them again.