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Mar. 26th, 2026 04:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
greenstormLast week (?) I went in to the doctor to do disability paperwork, but she said she'd rather fill it out together and I should come back.
So I came back today, luckily I had two appointments scheduled (I think our clinic is at 2/3 capacity and will shortly drop to half as many doctors as it should have, so we're back out to three months for scheduling)
I was pretty tired because stuff, so I lay down on the bed thingy once they moved me from the waiting room to the room. I'm glad I did because I was waiting for an hour, my doctor came in and said she was sorry but something had happened with her home security and she didn't have time now, but she would call me on the weekend or next week.
I made it home and collapsed, as per usual, but I need to take Solly to the vet next week -- I've already bumped it back twice, once for money reasons and the second time because I'd accidentally cross-scheduled it with today's doctors appointment which I need not have done, in hindsight.
And I noticed when I got home that Avallu has been throwing up.
In an ideal world I'd take him to the vet tomorrow, but between money and way overdoing it I can't even get out of bed. Like, I think I'm back to having to limit my trips down the stairs to the bathroom because I might not make it back up here to the bed. If I can't rest my way out of this I can't drive Solly in next week, and that's already a pretty sketchy proposition. I'll have to see if they can get him in the same day I take Solly in, and camp in town for the overnight instead of driving back and forth to pick her up the next day. Or something.
Maybe it was just a thing he ate and he'll be fine tomorrow. I can try getting some canned chicken into him and see how he interacts with it. But I can't think clearly enough to observe well or evaluate, and I need to reserve enough energy to help my doctor fill out that form over the phone.
Please don't let this be the wrong decision. Though I guess by making this decision, although I'll know if Avallu gets sicker or not, I'll never know if I would have driven off the road or into the back of a truck with both of us in the vehicle. Given how hard focusing my eyes and holding up my head is right now-- ugh.
And on top of that, the -20 last night probably damaged some swelling buds, though I don't think it'll have killed anything because it came right after a fresh snow. Interesting to have a winter 2 zones warmer than we're rated for that still kills things rated for our actual zone, if so.
Very discouraged. If I knew someone to ask for help, I'd do it.
So I came back today, luckily I had two appointments scheduled (I think our clinic is at 2/3 capacity and will shortly drop to half as many doctors as it should have, so we're back out to three months for scheduling)
I was pretty tired because stuff, so I lay down on the bed thingy once they moved me from the waiting room to the room. I'm glad I did because I was waiting for an hour, my doctor came in and said she was sorry but something had happened with her home security and she didn't have time now, but she would call me on the weekend or next week.
I made it home and collapsed, as per usual, but I need to take Solly to the vet next week -- I've already bumped it back twice, once for money reasons and the second time because I'd accidentally cross-scheduled it with today's doctors appointment which I need not have done, in hindsight.
And I noticed when I got home that Avallu has been throwing up.
In an ideal world I'd take him to the vet tomorrow, but between money and way overdoing it I can't even get out of bed. Like, I think I'm back to having to limit my trips down the stairs to the bathroom because I might not make it back up here to the bed. If I can't rest my way out of this I can't drive Solly in next week, and that's already a pretty sketchy proposition. I'll have to see if they can get him in the same day I take Solly in, and camp in town for the overnight instead of driving back and forth to pick her up the next day. Or something.
Maybe it was just a thing he ate and he'll be fine tomorrow. I can try getting some canned chicken into him and see how he interacts with it. But I can't think clearly enough to observe well or evaluate, and I need to reserve enough energy to help my doctor fill out that form over the phone.
Please don't let this be the wrong decision. Though I guess by making this decision, although I'll know if Avallu gets sicker or not, I'll never know if I would have driven off the road or into the back of a truck with both of us in the vehicle. Given how hard focusing my eyes and holding up my head is right now-- ugh.
And on top of that, the -20 last night probably damaged some swelling buds, though I don't think it'll have killed anything because it came right after a fresh snow. Interesting to have a winter 2 zones warmer than we're rated for that still kills things rated for our actual zone, if so.
Very discouraged. If I knew someone to ask for help, I'd do it.
