I few days ago I mentioned that my cat Yoshi had begun to eat about twice the amount of food she has normally consumed for her whole life. I was worried that it might be diabetes or thyroid issues. Nope. Apparently it is just winter fat bulk up. Fattie McChunk is just packing on the poundage. It is actually visibly noticeable and lifting her is a whole new set of worries. Tubby McHuge has tapered off somewhat but is still eating far too much. But at least I don’t have to run to the vet with her, as I am apt to do with every little health thing. However a visit to Jenny Craig might be in our future.
Another health milestone was reached today. No more injections into my stomach every other day. With the end of chemo came the end of my Neupogen needles. I have to admit I am going to miss my nurse visits, as they are without exception a wonderful and sweet and kind and funny group of ladies. I suspect my whole apartment will begin a slow decent into slothitude now that I don’t have any reason to make the bed or do the dishes. In fact other than self-respect there is also no longer any need to bathe or brush my teeth. In reality I don’t have any further reason to get out of bed at all. My crazy cat lady role just got that much more believable. Deodorant shmerodorant.
I had a delightful day eating leftovers from last night’s yummy family dinner, reading smutty novels sent to my by Spoonie and napping. I had a one hour nap followed closely by a three hour nap. Then I laid on the couch and watched Emmy coverage on TV. Tonight will be further horizontal joy with the Medium premier and the second the last episode of The Show AKA: Rockstar:INXS.
Loving the lifestyle.